drunk
Phil: * drunk * man...... I feel.... Like HIC a hundred bucks..
Smiley: * drunk * yeah... Right.... I bet.... You.... Can't take a.... Hit from this bottle ... To your head....
Phil: oh yeah..... BRING IT!!!!
Smiley: * smashes her Bottle over Phil's head *.
Phil: * falls to the floor and starts snoring *ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz......
Smiley: knew it....... * Drags Phil by his legs to their bed room and locks the door *.
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