Sometimes, on a Friday or Saturday night, I leave my flat and stroll through town whilst watching all the stupid young adults getting really drunk. And if I find one passed out drunk and all alone ... I will pull the sharpie from my pocket and write something rude across their face.

I know it's wrong ... but it's so funny.

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