

Fiction Story Part 1How I learned to let go and just watch the show.Fiction Story Part 1
"I think I'm gonna be sick...dude, don't turn so fast... stop the car. Stop the fuckin' car...Oh shit"
Ah, the sound of half digested chips, bile, and cheap whiskey hitting concrete at about thirty feet per second. It has just that right amount of solid and liquid to give that distinctive wet thud, almost like corn hitting a plate.
"I think... I'm ok..."
Though Tim could hold his liquor most nights, tonight wasn't one of them. Of course, who could blame the tall, lanky son of a bitch when he downed half a bottle of Jack. One hell of a
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