Friday Confessional-Passed Out on the Dog Bed

Neil: What do you mean, Rick? You passed out after half a glass of cider.
Rick: Did I? Blimey, that’s a bit anarchic! Anyway, it just goes to show you, Neil. Even when I’m unconscious, I can pick up the birds. Erm, I mean, forge meaningful relationships with birds… chicks… tarts… women. Women! –The Young Ones

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I confess…

That after the awesome sauce that was Monica and Chandler’s wedding I may have passed out on the dog bed instead of the couch and didn’t even care.

I confess…

That I’m sure I have a lot more to confess that I can’t remember. It was an incredible night and I can’t wait to share all the details with you. But right now I need to eat some hang over food and watch all of the evidence videos and maybe take a nap. This time on a human bed!