bedheadchicken

Friday night on my way home from work I stopped by a bar in NJ to meet my sister and her husband for a drink. There were these two drunk guys sitting next to them talking at them-all drunk and sloppy. It turns out they lived across the street from James (my sister's husband) growing up. They've been drunk and high since they were like 13 years old. One is now a cop (of course) but the other one became a mailman. But some days he was just too high to deliver the mail-so he got a mini storage and would just dump all the mail in there. When he was found out he had over 50,000 pieces of mail there.

I love that.