![]() ![]() ![]() I get my phone and run to the bedroom and grab my gun. I awaken in the middle of the night to some horrible blood curdling screams and cry's from the apartment below. Now my belly is full as well as my mind from work, and t.v., I pass out on the couch. Ahh at home finally, time to relax and eat some food. Thank god Lisa only works down the street from me, don't think the body would let me go if it was any further. After a very hard day of work I'm off to meet up with the girl friend and take the transit home. After a session of eating and coffee, my body starts to function like a normal human being. Dude, I got a shit load of work to get done and I'm so hungover!!! Hey maybe we need a early lunch today so I can focus on this work so I'm not late picking up Lisa. With my head on my desk I hear the voice of familiarity, asking me, "Wow, now that was one hell of a night! So you going to the shooting range this weekend still?" Lifting my ten ton head off the desk I respond with a simple head nod. ![]()
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