A friend was out with some others before she met up with us to see a local band on Friday. She drove this chick home because she was puking drunk. For some reason, she decided to "pave the drive" if you know what I mean. Now, bear in mind that this chick couldn't walk or not vomit, but decided to get out the Fiskars and go to work. Well, it turns out it was the wrong season to be pruning, because she hit a vein and bled everywhere. It was too funny listening to my friend tell us about how she put her meat wallet on the injured reserve list.