And where are my pants and under-ware? Hell it can happen. I have never wondered why I am on a boat naked at sea. Sure some day it could happen. That pic kind of makes me sea-sick.
I woke up once sleeping in Fays plaza up under my truck. My keys were all the way up at the end of the plaza hanging on a lamp pole. I was dressed, but had no shoes. My shoes were in the cab behind the seat. I don't in any way remember doing it all or getting there. I asked everyone if they helped me into that spot, no has always been the answer. They are good at lies or I really had a weird night. O ya....a sea-gull was trying to peck my face and woke me up. NICE!
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