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zoobyshoe
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I've never drunk in the shower, but once, when I was crawling on all fours toward some indistinct light in the distance, stopping occasionally to take a sip from a bottle of applejack I'd made myself from a crate of old apples pulled from a dumpster in back of a corner market, a sudden clap of thunder alerted me to the fact it was about to rain. Hitting the gas, I made for cover under a tall, widely spread, protective tree of some sort. Once under the aegis of it's thickly leaved limbs, I experienced far less of a moisture problem and lay there listening to the relaxing sound of the firehose-like torrent of water issuing down from the dark night sky all around me, sipping the tangy beverage at my leisure.
Some sort of voltage problem developed, apparently, because later in the scenario the tree trunk against which I was sitting detonated as if it were TNT and I was briefly aware that I was experiencing ballistic motion, as described so well by Galileo. I don't recall the exact circumstances under which this came to an end, but the EMT said something to his partner about my being lucky I was under the influence and all loose and relaxed when I landed. Regardless, I was quite black and blue in many places, and sore. At the hospital they provided me with vicadin and a proper shower.
Does that count?
Some sort of voltage problem developed, apparently, because later in the scenario the tree trunk against which I was sitting detonated as if it were TNT and I was briefly aware that I was experiencing ballistic motion, as described so well by Galileo. I don't recall the exact circumstances under which this came to an end, but the EMT said something to his partner about my being lucky I was under the influence and all loose and relaxed when I landed. Regardless, I was quite black and blue in many places, and sore. At the hospital they provided me with vicadin and a proper shower.
Does that count?