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I woke up in my bathtub and when I looked around I saw the floor littered with rubber ducks.

I don't have rubber ducks. They were everywhere!

I looked down and was relieved that I was dressed even though these weren't  my clothes, who's clothes are these?

Was this my bathroom? Yes it was.

I pushed myself out of the tub and kicked past the rubber ducks and went into my room to see a sleeping amber so I closed the door and went to find Jared but they weren't in their room, I even checked the closets upstairs before going down stairs and looking around. I walked past the kitchen and remembered the cocktails and puking but where was the puke? I didn't clean it up. I smelt my hands just in case but they were clean and my knifes and gun was missing. I walked back into the front room and found my knifes, they were in the wall and a target drawn from crayons was on the wall and also what looks like it might be our bar plans. Where's my gun?

I walked over and took the knives out of the wall and found my gun duck taped to the TV. I went and checked on my clothes remembering the blood yesterday and thankfully they were in the dryer and they were clean. I quickly grabbed it all and went back up to my room and put it back under my floorboards.

Where is Jared?

I went outback but didn't see them so I went out front and there they were. they were laying in the bushes and had marker all over their face and a dick drawn on their forehead.

This is why you don't mix alcohol. Especially lights with darks.

I walked out and they were in their boxers so I shook them awake and they quickly sat up looking around "why am I outside?"

"We went a bit heavy last night...why is there rubber ducks all over my bathroom?"

They looked confused so we walked through the house together and looked at all the destruction and I found more rubber ducks when I went to get something from the fridge and they just came falling out and all the food was gone other than a open bottle of ketchup but it had a knife stabbing in it and goggly eyes on it but a tongue was drawn on as if it was dead. I opened the freezer side and the same thing happened but I saw a kitchen knife tapped to the mustard and it had an evil face drawn on it.

"What the fuck?"

Jared laughed at it "it looks like the mustard killed the ketchup"

I laughed a bit to but was still confused, my feet were hidden under the rubber ducks.

"Where'd the ducks come from though?"

"Maybe we bought them or something"

"I think we should check our phones and make sure we didn't buy anything else that's going to make us go in dept"

"Good idea...where's our phones?" They asked and I checked my pockets "who's clothes?"

"I have no idea"

They looked like they were lost in thought for a second then something clicked and they walked out of the room so I followed and took us to the living room and looked up at the ceiling fan where all three phones were duck tapped. "How did we get up there?" They asked.

"I don't remember. Do we have a latter?"

They shook there head and I sighed.

"What time is it!?" I asked quickly.

"No idea"

"Shit!" I looked around and pushed the couch over and had Jared hold me up while I stood on the back of the couch and started getting our phones down.

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