After the Bradley game Saturday night and one drink each at Sullivan’s and the JC:

Cory: So what now?”
B: We should go to the liquor store and get a bottle of booze.
Cory: Yeah! Then we can go to House and get wasted and I won’t have to drive!
(We go to Campustown and get a 5th of E-Dub and a 2 liter of Cola. Back at house, we do a shot each out of the bottle and sit down in the living room to watch Convoy. Yes, Convoy.)
Cory: Hey! Hey Brando! Do a shot!
B: Hang on a second.
Cory: You’re not falling asleep, are you? Because that would really piss me off if I spent the money on this bottle of delicious liquor and you fell asleep and I had to drink the whole thing by myself.
(No response)
Cory: God damnit, get up and do a shot!
B:


(An hour and 15 minutes later)
Cory: Hey little fella! Have a nice nap??!
B: Hey buddy! I sure did! What happened to the E-Dub?
Cory: Well, there’s about two shots left.
B: What happened to the rest?
Cory: I drank it. You were sleeping.
B: Shit.
Cory: And you missed the BEST PART of Convoy, when the news guy interviews all the truckers and they all give their reasons for being in the convoy.
B: Oh yeah?
Cory: Yeah.
B: Huh.