January 2nd 2010.
I woke up in the hammock on the porch after a very heavy New Year's Eve that had continued all through New year's day and into the morning of the 2nd.

The girlfriend was sleeping inside in the bed. I shouted, 'Why am I covered in mud?' She replied,'It was raining when we walked home.' I said,'Why has it got french fries in it?'

That is all.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Sat 4 Feb 2012, 0:12, Reply)