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A friend of ours (well, he's not really anymore, for semi-related reasons) once spent the night on our couch and peed on it. Fortunately it was the beat-up basement couch. Fucker tried to cover it up with a pillow and left early in the am so nobody would notice his wet pants.
We mentioned it to a couple of other friends, and they were like "oh yeah, he'll do that." So why the hell didn't anybody warn us?!
And why the hell does a 35-year-old man still wet the damn bed?
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