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Funny Stories ›› Funny drunk stories ›› funny drunk stories 167 It's a Dog Eat Hot-Dog World Whenever my friends and I would go downtown drinking I'd always wake up the next day with my clothes covered in ketchup and mustard from stops at the hot-dog stands. I knew I was a drunken slob but I didn't think I was that bad. It wasn't until a few months later that I realized my friends were squirting it on me when I wasn't looking. How'd I find out? Ketchup and mustard starting appearing on the back of my jacket. I knew I didn't waste any there. |