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Finally showing up at AC well past 1am, the dynamic trio set out to mingle.
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| Oh god u guys, i knew i shouldn't have taken 2 cups of nyquil, medicated halls, and 12 tylenol pm's before i drank 6 shots of vodka in 1 hour. | |
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| Yea whats that joe, oh ok. I'll be right back. | |
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Alesci, having no idea where he is, who could be on the surface of the moon for all he knows, wanders around Ceasars aimlessly.
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| You guys, where are u? What city are we in? whats my name? | |
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| What a fall down drunk this bozo is. | |
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Ending up disemboweled and discombobulated, alesci is rudely awakened by the iron fist of the law.
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| This lame-o's goin right to the real can. The big house. Downtown. Thats right folks...he's gonna make a busted Johnboy (man who sleeps with a whore) real happy tonight. | |
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