This is what a dive bar turns into when you reach a level of intoxication where liqour tastes like water and bartenders will overserve you until you are in a personal hurt locker.
It looks like Ryan stayed in the pain basement a bit to long last night and woke up hugging the toilet.
We are forever calling "The Recovery Room" the Pain Basement. No one has ever recovered anything but herpes there.
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