After a long night of fighting, arguing, discussing, reminiscing, 'Sorry' playing, story telling and drinking, Jared and I were exhausted. Being that Jare was on a pilgrimage of sorts, I thought it was my duty to let him stay the night. Drew happily agreed. At this point Jared was too inebriated to walk. As seen in the picture I hoisted Jare on my shoulder and began carrying him to the guest room (Luckily Jared is made of mostly polyester and synthetic fibres as I am not strong enough to carry a real live bear). My anxiety rose as I began contemplating whether I should take him to Drew's over sized dog cage or the bunk bed. I didn't want to offend the bear but I also didn't want to sleep underneath a bear in a bunk as I prefer the bottom. I have a fear of heights.
Stay tuned to see what I do!
Mike
BTW: My use of both names "Jared" and "Jare" is not at all an error. It is me switching between his nick name and proper name.
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