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8/15/2000 The worst I
ever did was when my ex (drinks too much) and I went out one evening, we met a
couple and became friends with them. Towards the end of the night, my ex
was 3 sheets to the wind and started to pick a fight with the other guy.
Needless to say, I apologized and took my ex home. We lived on the 3rd
floor of an apartment complex and I had to assist him ALL THE WAY.
By the time we got to our apartment, I was furious and bruised from falling
all the way up. He went and laid down on the bed and passed out. I
then took all of his clothes off, all of the sheets and blankets off the bed,
cranked the ac (it was winter time) and I went to cozy up on the coach with
all the blankets in the house. Needless to say, he woke up pissed. =)
Erica
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