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somebody tried writing on me once when i was passed out. they woke up with a broken nose and their front door kicked in. i woke up cut to shit on a holding cell floor.
hooray for booze!
moral of the story, if i'm so drunk that i'm passed out cold, i'm also drunk enough to fly into an uncontrollable rage and beat you down by whatever means necessary. you shouldn't fuck with people who are all drunk and passe dout, it's like poking a hibernating bear. it might just wake up and tear you a new asshole...
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