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Confessions...

In 1995 when my girlfriend was out of town at her grandfather's funeral, I drove her car to the bar, got blackout drunk, woke up the next morning in my bed but the car was gone. Retraced my steps, couldn't find it. Had to report it stolen. It was found parked near Ft Lauderdale Beach (I live in FL at the time). I have no idea how I got home.
 
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