MW@FW - 3am Thinking - Full As a Fairy's Phonebook

3am Thinking

Full As a Fairy's Phonebook
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I roomed with a good mate, Simon, a few years back. Simple (Simon) took risks on his own, but wasn't about to let me be an idiot. When I lived with him he had a rule that when I went out I should always call him if I was, say, too drunk to drive and didn't plan to come home that evening. I respected his and called when the situation arose.

But once it got to be four in the morning, I was sloshed, and I was scared to death to call. I decided I had to drive home, but my friend Aaron wouldn't let me. (He was right.)

I said, "I ain't calling home at four in the morning and waking up Simple. I'll take my chances."
Aaron said, "I ain't letting you in the car. I'll call him."

We went to Aaron's house. I lay down on the sofa and Aaron called Simon. I could only hear his end of the conversation.

"Simon? This is Aaron Wray. I'm fine, how are you? Oh, good, yeah, the study's going all right. Yeah, yeah. I'm still going out with her. Anyway, I just called to say that Marc's had one too many and he's gonna be sleeping on my couch tonight. Oh, I surely will. Okay, bye."

He hung up the phone and I was speechless. Finally, I said, "He didn't get mad?" Aaron said, "Nuh. In fact, he just came in the house five minutes ago himself."

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