You realize shit done got real when you have to hang onto the sink to steady yourself just to take a piss, mustering up all your skills and best aim to hit the Goddamn toilet, and then failing.

Miserably

But one sailors on… and fires again

Kinda like artillery: one over, one under.
One, just right!

Goldilocks!

Now, FIRE for Effect!

“Houston, We have a problem.”

Yeah, no shit!

Yeah, booze is killing me!

Just sayin’.