We went out to drink with a couple of friends last night. A dive bar, no where special. In other words my favorite kind of place. We played a little and drank a lot. It was a short walk to our friends house, so we all ended up there. It was safer than the drive home would have been. A smart call for once. We continued on with the drinking for a while. It was K, B, C and I all at C's house at this point. We played some cards and told old stories. That is the great thing about B & C they are newer friends and don't know all of our stories yet nor us theirs. We carried on like bunch of kids newly given the legal right to drink. We sat outside at times and enjoyed the nice spring weather too. Finally it was decided that it was time to crash and K and I made our way to one spare bedroom while B took the twin bed in C's daughters room which was vacant for the weekend. We crawled into bed and K kissed me sweetly on the forehead and sleep soon came for me. It was a totally relaxing sleep until we woke to screams in the next room. B was yelling loudly .....Let me out of here....you can't keep me here. B is not a small guy by any means and this was quite jaring to hear. So we quickly got out of bed to see what had happened. C too had been woken by the screaming and yelling. We tenatively opened the bedroom door...........and once we did the laughter could not be stopped. B was under the bed, he did not realize where he was and thought he had been taken hostage somewhere. He was obviously still a bit drunk. He was banging on the bottom of the bed with all of his might causing the mattress to jump. A few seconds of hearing the laughter was all he needed to help gain some bearings again. He thrashed his arm out and ripped the skiriting half off the bed to reveal himself. He closed his eyes and slowly rolled out from under the bed. I had to sit on the floor I was laughing so hard. He was quite for a few minutes and then simply sat up and shrugged and said............well.....that's embarassing.



