Waking up under a bridge not knowing where you are, is a pretty damn scary feeling. All I remembered was having a terrible argument with Tim which had turned into a knock-down drag-out fight. I'd thrown a beer bottle at him - then damn if he hadn't thrown something back at me. Or was that when he kicked my fat ass out the door? Whatever, I'd finished under a bridge in some nasty ass
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