You don't know the half of it, I went to tickle, ...and as I stood up, before I could get my jeans back up,
...I felt myself starting to pass out.
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These weren't just any ol jeans either, they were Sasson jeans, ...the kind you need to lie on your bed with your feet up on the dresser with a coat hanger tugging on the zipper, holding your breath in, painted on jeans.
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I just kept saying
"Please Lord, let me get my pants back up before I pass out." I was so out of it, no one would believe all I had was alcohol. They were certain I dropped a few tabs of acid or something, ...but it was just the rum. Wray & Nephew. Powerful stuff.