This was on my local craigslist this afternoon. I giggled. [i]You: broke into my apartment, climbed my steep stairs, pulled down your pants, and peed on my kitchen floor. Then, you fell down aforementioned steep stairs. My boyfriend and I called the cops because we thought you were a rabid raccoon pillaging our cats' food. (You scared the crap out of them by the way.) When they showed up and found a pantsless, pee-covered, unconscious drunk girl, I think they were surprised. Hope you enjoyed that $383 detox stay last night! I also hope they reminded you of your urinary antics this morning.
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