Yesterday, at work, we had a Super Bowl party. Having my low tolerance and whatnot, I was fairly well on my way to being smashed after my third beer. I realized that it wasn’t even 5pm yet though and I had no plans of leaving work until 6 anyway. I stopped after that and went back to my cube, hoping noone would need me for anything since I wasn’t really in any condition to do anything except possibly drink more. Coincidentally, it was at that exact moment that the Duke instant messages me and asks if i want to grab a few drinks after work. Already being in a good state of enebriation, I, of course, acquiesced to this notion.
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