My Faux Pas

Remembering being caught wearing another man's coat under my own reminded me of the time I puked on everyone's coat at the college Christmas party. They had it at my place. The theme was bad hits. Everyone had to bring one. I had a cool place in the top two floors of an old Victorian mansion on a hill. I am not a drinker, but I thought I was back then. As I took my guests' coats and laid them on my bed, I was nursing a forty of vodka, straight from the bottle. I think the tune was 'Shut Upaya Face' that forced me out of the living room and into my bed. There was some blind rolling around, and the feint sensation of a compassionate handjob - by someone else's hand - and then the ceiling started to spin. I passed out and when I came to, it was because my guests needed to collect their jackets.
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