So Frank chugged a bottle of some cheap beer, burped and set it down in the middle of the room. I'm really doing this. How awful.
We all moved to sit in a circle and I was already feeling worse about this than I did about seven minutes in heaven. And that's sure as hell saying something. I took one look at all the guys, sitting in a circle smirking and excused myself to the bathroom. By 'the bathroom' I mean I climbed out the second story window and hit a shrub during my fall. Lovely.
