All Drunk Out

Tonight was a rather interesting experience, to say the least. I got to be on cleaning duty to drunk... kids. Well, 2 kids and 2 teens.

...Wait, one of them is a fat bastard, so does that still count?

A drinking sesson was afoot the moment someone else told me about it. I dismissed it as a joke at first, but then... interesting smell emanating from the dining hall was a dead giveaway.

There they were, all laid down and ready to puke at any moment. I could just walk over to the said fat bastard and squeeze the living bile out of it (with the stomach as the pumphandle), but I digress). I had to save myself from the wrath of drunkards, lest I be a victim.

Afterwards, they dump me in a dark room, all alone, telling me to sleep and forget the whole thing never happened. But first impressions are unforgettable, right?

The scene will be etched in my mind, as long as I can remember it... then make fun of it afterwards.