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It was miserably hot this week. I got home from work around 7 and decided to have a couple of dranks  (Tito's and Arnold Palmer for those that care). I enjoy quite a few more beverages until about 2:30 in the morning. That's when I realized I didn't have today off. So I get a couple of hours of sleep, wake up at 5 a.m. and ask my fiancé for a ride to work. I manage to muddle through the work day until about 9ish when I feel a poop come on. I head out to the port-a-john and start handling business. Then I feel it; that feeling of water filling up in your mouth seconds before the puke comes up. So there I am, pants around my ankles in a port-a-john with a puke on deck. I had only one option: I had to stick my face into the piss receptacle that 1,000 construction workers piss in daily. Not so bad right? Wrong. These things get cleaned maybe once a week, usually on Wednesday. The worst part of it all was the backsplash. Was it my own puke, or some other dudes piss? This is an all time low for me. After I finish this bottle, I'm done drinking.
<bot>: drank too much last night, had to puke while shitting in a port-a-john and may or may not have got some other mans piss on my face.