Just a few weeks ago while drunk n stoned and after a a blue murder arguement with my g/f.....

I slammed the front door of my house (glass might i add) after she stormed out only to realise my own strength. To cut a long story short I had to call the insurance company to rape my pockets to repair the door, explain the damage to my dear old mum, pull the glass from bloody bare feet, buy a bunch of flowersfor not only my g/f (for the way i drunkenly behaved) but also for my mother for the damaged door, and apologise to the cat for shittin her up......she's getting on......poor girl.

What a doofus

Peace

Buddy