Empty bottles of booze soround him.
In fact.
They build a fortress.
They protect him.
Odd.
He finishes his last bottle of Tequila.
He adds to the piles.
he looks at the audience.
As soon as he decides to say something he throws the fuck up everywhere.
everything is thrown up.
Every meal this man has ever ate is thrown up.
Egg yolks and nasty shit everywhere.
He stops.
He looks at the audience.
He. Why do I fuck everything up?
he throws up again.
He keeps throwing up untill the audience can no longer take it and leaves.
God forbid the man dies.
God forbid I die.
END
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