I thought he was hot. You know, in a “I’ve gone batshit insane and want blood for the blood god” sort of way.
When i was leaving for work this morning, i realized the neighbor was passed out drunk, with no pants, and a half eaten whopper on my lawn. Knowing that hey..we have all been there before.. i decided to give him a pillow and a blanket rather than wake him up.
Shit facedness and cuddling are what you have to look forward to this evening.
