This is me the morning after Eric's wedding.
I'm standing in a parking lot in Red Wing, MN, after two nights of hard drinking and having shared a room (and an eight-hour ride in a Geo Metro, with the ride home still ahead of me) with my friend and fellow groomsman Joel and his irritating psycho-bitch of a girlfriend, hungover and soulless.
At this point, I'm down to my last $20, with payday still well in the future.
Of course, when I found the $20 stuffed in my pocket the morning of the wedding, having thought that I was totally broke, I was first thrilled to see that I wasn't totally broke...and then I realized that I could have bought another lapdance.
Ah well.
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