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Last Sunday, he went out to a carboot... while I stayed at home in bed. He had a accident. He's fine, nothing hurt;however, the car isn't worth getting fixed. Boo:( So, his parents will help us to get another car. Yeah:) Last night, Saturday, he went to his work-do. He came home a little after 1am, dropped off by his workmates, mind you... unconscinece. Needless to say, that I was not pleased at all. They said he had been unconscience for an hour before they brought him home. I asked what did he drink? They said, red wine. I asked, how much? They said, that they couldn't keep count. I was so freaked out. They just dropped him off and left him... and he came back with only his wallet, his other things were missing. I was most concered with his condition... though I checked first thing to see that the wallet was on him. I called 999. I couldn't get him in the recovery postion, because he was a dead weight. Totally unresponisive and not speaking at all... not even a grunt. I was so scared because, I didn't know what to do. Where I come from, More later..... Post a comment in response: |
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