What Happened Last Night
Ouch! Is that a shoe in my back? Lord, I hope there's not a foot in it. Time? Vision blurrs as I try to read the clock. Can't be eleven. Great! It's my shoe. Relief or disapointment? Now? I am to sick and dizzy to answer, As I make my way to the john. Mirror, Barely stopped a scream. Oh that's just me. Why? Am I wearing a Wildcat shirt. Heck, I don't even like basket ball. Maybe, I'd better check for bodies. We are not alone. Aha, Ouch that hurt! But who is this man in my floor? Searching, For idenification. Or at least condoms. Hey! I believe in safe sex. Just not in remaining sober. Keys, Well at least I didn't drive. Hope he didn't either. Hummm. Could be worse. No it couldn't. Where, Was I last night? And why do I remember farm implements? Wild, Party crowd. All I can say, "Happy New Years."As decribed to me. I shouldn't have laughted. Written January 23rd, 2002 © on Jan 22 2002 03:33 PM PST, Phyllis Thompson 0 • 14
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