It was sophomore year of college, we went down to the cities for the Tommie/Johnnie game (D3 Football Rivalry). Proceeded to get very drunk at the game, ordered food, napped at a buddies house, all is well. We wake up, start drinking again, and use our fake ID's to get into any bar we can (Plums) and I continue to get blacked out of my skull. I remember the bartender telling me I have to leave because I fell asleep at the bar. Start walking back to my buddies house and that's where my memory fades. Ended up walking to a random old guys house asking where my friends were. He can tell I'm hammered and tells me to just sit down and drink water. I wake up in the morning in the master bedroom with no pants on and only one flip flop (I showed up this way). He gives me an old pair of cargo shorts, an old pair of sandals, and a ride home. I apologized profusely and all he said was to be more careful.

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10/10 great guy.