this morning i came home and to see him sleeping on the floor. nothing too unusual for him. then i looked at his bed, which had been disrobed from it's coverings. alas, a huge ring of wetness.
i asked him, when he woke up to declare he was still drunk from last night, if he had actually peed in his own bed, to which he replied, "yes, that's how bad it was".
glad i'm not his partner.
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