Fargo, ND—After a long night of drinking, your buddy let you crash at his house the other night. Normally you’d be able to crash on the couch, but he has a bunch of junk sitting on there and he doesn’t want it moved is too drunk and lazy to move it so you get to crash on the floor with a blanket and pillow.

“Yeah, brah, just crash on the floor over there by the area rug. I’ll move that stuff tomorrow,” your buddy said as you stood there next to the couch in a drunken stupor. Then your buddy whipped a pillow and blanket in your general direction and muttered something that sounded like “See you in the morning brah.”

You ended up crashing on the floor for a few hours. Then, your half-drunk ass couldn’t take it anymore and you actually literally called a cab and went home to nurse your sore neck and back (not to mention your head-pounding hangover).

You were quoted as saying “This happens every time.”