Everything becomes infinitely funnier at approximately 3 am. Like when you point out that your friend blends into the futon.
The expression on his face only complements the scene. We had some members of our party literally roll-on-the-floor-laugh about this scenario night.
Ah, college. Where I have no idea what's going on in not only my classes, but also what's going on with the odd people I am proud to call my friends.
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