Drunk and Dead - a story by a dear friend of mine Matt Ding Dong as my doorbell rings. I roll out of bed early to see who it is. A few friends come over we decided to drink a bit early and free booze, how can I say no. I handled myself pretty well for being the big football and hockey junky at 211lbs 6'2. We started off with the jack till we robbed …showed first 75 words of 2882 total…

…showed last 75 words of 2882 total…I pulled my dead body across the room. Rolling along the floor scratching the floor dragging myself with all I could. I finally made it to her.... I wrapped my arms around her as I did when we first entered...With the love and joy...The heart we have only beated with each other now. As it couldn't beat with any others...I told her I loved her. I didn't even feel dieing that night.