You Got Wasted And Wasted Your Life

You know something? What is this?

When he awoke again, the feeling of uncleanness he had felt last time he awoke was tripled. His head swam uncontrollably, his vision was blurred. He felt that if he dared to move, he would vomit all over his feet. Then he remembered he had lost his shoe. He opened his mouth to yell obscenities at the disappearance of his poor vans sneaker, when he found that he could not open his mouth.

He looked around. He was in what appeared to be the back of a van. Then the uncontrollable pain hit him. His jaw felt like it had been disconnected from his skull. He could taste blood, added to the already apparent taste of his own vomit. And he could feel pieces of what he assumed were his chipped off teeth.