During university I was coming home from a buddies place after a party. I had tried hash for the first time and was really drunk prior to doing so.
I made it through the party ok and some kind ladies offered me a ride home, even though I was walking distance. As soon as I stepped out of their car by my place I puked in the bushes by the sidewalk. Then stumbled my way down to my basement suite. I didn't recall any of this until the next morning. I woke up and saw a wet spot on my floor. My first inclination was that my roommates cat got into my room during the night, but wait, that spot is way to big for a cat. Did I spill water? I leaned down to smell it. Yes, that was urine and it all came back to me.
After stumbling down the stairs, I walked right past our bathroom, into my room and proceeded to whip it out and gloriously pee in the middle of my floor. this was not an accident. I did it fully knowing what I was doing. I guess the bathroom was just too far. Or maybe I thought I was still outside. My next purchase was Oxyclean.
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