Coming home from the club, you are less than thrilled! We had gotten in an argument right before I went out, hence why I went out alone. I wobble around in My Tipsyenness and ask for another drink that I asked you to make Me before I arrived. I start to drink it and continue to slur My words and peer at you through My Silly vision. Eventually I proclaim 'I have to pee!' and try to find My pee jeans. You have, yet again, hidden them from Me. Which promotes a fun loving argument from My lips. Eventually you give in and give them to Me. I put them on and relieve Myself into the fabric of the j... Show more