buddy Mark's house. "Hey Marky Mark,
how are you doing?" "Pretty good man,
come on in." I walked inside and put my
jacket on the coat hook. "Thanks man, it'll
only be a few days, just till I sort myself
out," "no worries man, you've always been
there for me, so what's going on man? You
were pretty vague about what was going
on." I sat down and Mark went to the fridge
and grabbed a beer, "You want one?" "You
still drinking that cheap shit?" "Damn right I
am," "then thank you bartender, keep the
change." He chuckled at my joke and sat the
beer down on the table in front of the couch.
I grabbed it and we sighed, as we opened
them at the same time, pretty easy to do
when you've been drinking with someone
since high school. "So?" "Well, you probably
won't believe me, but there was a woman in
my closet that almost carved me up like a
pumpkin on Halloween." He spat the mouth
full of beer all over the table, it was quite
beautiful actually, if we were outside in the
sun I think there would've been a rainbow. I
laughed loudly, he just looked over at me
with a 'eat shit' look on his face and
punched my arm. "Owwwww," I whined,
feigning being hurt as he stood up and went
to the kitchen to grab a roll of paper towels.
"Bullshit." He said as he sat back down from
throwing the wet paper towels away. "That's
not what the police said as they pulled the
scary bitch away in cuffs." "Holy shit dude,
that's insane, are you alright?" "Well I'm not
hurt, just really shook up." "Well yeah dude,
who wouldn't be?" "Yeah, I did see a cute
cop at the station." "Yeah? What was his
name?" "Ha ha, that's so funny I forgot to
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