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“I saw these people having a good time, so I asked them for a glass of eggnog, Officer. The next thing I knew, I woke up when your boot hit my backside. I was missing an arm, a kidney, and…OMG, my beard.”
“Sir, can you please tell me your name?”
“Sant…urm…just Nick, Officer.”
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280 characters.
Written as a part of Kat Myrman’sĀ Twittering Tales #106. The challenge is to write a story in 280 characters or less, inspired by the weekly photo prompt.
jagahdilmein 
Kidney I can understand. Anything that can eliminate so much alcohol so fast is a treasure. Why beard?
It’s Santa’s beard, I’m sure it would have SOME value š
Weird
Thanks Tanmay, it was a rave, so weird is good š
Of-course, it was a compliment !
Oh no, not the beard too!
Alas! That’s why they couldn’t recognize ole’ Nick!
And he receives a note the next day – “You were stone drunk and passed out. That wasn’t a party. You have walked into a morgue. Sorry, we mistook your state and dissected you. Here’s your kidney. Find enclosed the detailed steps to put it back. For any assistance, please contact our toll-free call center. Inconvenience regretted.”
Ha ha ha
Clever twist. Someone is going on the naughty list!!! Haha!
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