Aaron, a guy in my shop, is leaving Italy on Saturday and moving to sunny Florida. As kind of a going away present, I told him I'd make dinner for him and his friends last night.
So, long story short, I'm hung over as hell today. To add insult to injury, I shot this text to Steven last night after everyone left (though I have no recollection of it):
Jyst fell down tge stairs. If o have bruisess tomortow you know why.
To further add insult to injury, he posted it on Facebook. Thanks.