We've all been pretty drunk, right?

But, have you ever been so drunk that you mistook a refrigerator for a toilet? I'll assume you responded with an emphatic "No!", maybe even "Hell No!".

This past Friday was Spyder's birthday. If you know anything about Spyder, then you know that that means my house was full of drunk/high wrestlers. Because they all had a show that night, the festivities didn't even get started until about 1:00. Anyway, after going through a half gallon of Southern Comfort and putting a good dent on a fifth of Crown Royal, someone comes running into the room - "Oh my god you guys **** is pissing in the refrigerator!" By this time, it was nearly 9:00 in the morning; a few of the less hardcore people and non-drinkers had already called it a night.

So, those of us who were still up and at it rushed to the kitchen to see for ourselves. Sure enough, there he was....pants around his ankles, sitting in my refrigerator....right there on the cold glass shelf, just pissing away on the kitchen floor. Had I been a little less drunk or a little more drunk, I'd have been livid. Luckily, I was at the right stage of drunken stupor where I had enough sense to call it a night myself and let Spyder deal with the situation.

As it was told to me the next morning, Spyder sobered the guy up (how exactly I'm not sure...but I suppose pointing out to the guy that he just used a fridge for a toilet would sober him up pretty quickly). Anyway, Spyder got him into the shower and when he was finished, he cleaned up his own mess. Now, this is where the story gets even better.

He then proceeded to find a couch and lie down. No problem, right? He's calling it a night and gonna sleep it off...almost. Before lying down, he went ahead and disrobed, down to just a tee shirt and then climbed onto the couch and apparently attempted to cuddle with Tank, another wrestler. As you might guess, they call him Tank for a reason. He's a big ass dude. I never heard exactly what happened...perhaps they spooned peacefully for the remainder of the morning, I don't know.

What I do know is that both of these occurences were caught on video and I definitely need to get a copy of that.

If anyone reading this (or knows of anyone else who has) done something this stupid while drunk, please leave the story in the comment section. Feel free to keep it anonymous.

The Greatest Puzzle Ever

So about a month ago, I came across this find while at my parents' house. Needless to say, Spyder was absolutely exstatic when I brought it home. It lay around the house for a few days while our excitement bubbled over. Once we could no longer contain our excitement, we settled in at the table and got down to business.

Every thing was going great, we had several pieces of the money put together and nearly all of the border completed. Alas, we were missing an all important corner piece!! We searched and searched through the box to find the elusive corner, but to no avail.


We went to bed that night feeling quite dejected as you might imagine. Life just ain't fair!

Well, I was over at my parents' house again today. Can you guess what I found? No, not an identical puzzle or the missing corner piece; that would prove that life is indeed fair (and then the whole world might just end).

What I did find was a companion puzzle! Can you imagine my excitement?!? Who knows if this one will prove to have all of the pieces, but we've got a second chance at puzzle glory and I don't know if I can wait until next Friday when Spyder gets home.

Next Friday just happens to be his birthday, can you imagine a better birthday present than this? I only hope that all of the pieces are present and accounted for.

Wish us luck. I'll let you know how it turns out.