You Punched A Hole In My Wall 

Let’s take a break from all the sick stuff and talk about something very near and dear to my heart: drunken birthday debauchery. My twenty-first birthday was, like most, an eventful and messy affair. It started rather benign — having a beer at a local brewery in Petaluma, where my family surprised me. Then a …

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