mad fucked up with a sprained ankle

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Last night I bought a 750 of jack and mixed about half of it with a couple of cokes. I also downed two flexerils(don't remember the mg) and snorted 15mg's of restoril once I started feeling pissfaced. It was pretty sweet I couldn't tell what the restoril was doing to me except making me more fucked up. I just chilled out and watched t.v. all fucked up so everything was cool.

About one hour and thirty minutes later I got really hungry and decided to walk up stairs to the kitchen and make a sandwich in the dark. The hallway light in my house is really bright, and the people in my house would get fucking pissed if I woke them up.

So anyways, I make my way downstairs looking forward to eating the sandwich, but since I was so fucked up and it was dark I missed 3 or 4 steps and the bottom of the stair case and fucked up my ankle on my way down. I held it for a long time, not knowing what the fuck just happend. The really funny thing is while I was laying on the floor holding my ankle and moaning and groaning and everything, I saw the sandwich on the floor out of the corner of my eye. So I just grabbed it while I was moaning and cursing myself on the floor and started to eat it.

I went to the doctor this morning and got it-x rayed. He said it was sprained and gave me a caste to wear for four or five weeks. I didn't even get any pills out of it fucking eh.

bummer, ankle injuries are a bitch.

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Originally Posted by mrpink019

The really funny thing is while I was laying on the floor holding my ankle and moaning and groaning and everything, I saw the sandwich on the floor out of the corner of my eye. So I just grabbed it while I was moaning and cursing myself on the floor and started to eat it.

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LOL!

well atleast you got a sandwich eh

its a bastard you got no pills tho:(
hope it gets better soon mate

damn