Stubbing his toe on a pumpkin wasn’t how Charles Lelly thought his hangover would be triggered.
Observers wouldn’t guess hangover at first, because it was pushing five p.m on Labor Day weekend.
Observers would probably just guess stupid, and Charles would cop to that.
I’m stupid.
Impulsive.
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