Johnny might have passed out on the terlet and bonked his head on the sink like Elvis ???
Wake up in the morning with his 54 inch waist sweat pants around his ankles, big ole knot on his noggin, empty Lord Calvert Canadian and nyquil bottle staring at him floor level when he opens up his eyes, and discover he needs to wipe his yuck butt from some 6hr dried up dookie smeared all his stuck together butt cheeks.
Then it's time for a vodka and Orange juice breakfest of champions for him.
