Last night on the way back from playing mahjong, around 3 a.m., I passed by and saw this guy lying on the ground—just a blind guess, but he seemed to be drunk.

Brothers, when it comes to drinking, you still need to know your limits. Friends who can’t handle alcohol should, after they’ve had enough to drink, be brought back home.

Luckily, this is the South. If it were the North and the weather were cold, when someone sobers up, they’d be stiff.

If something really goes wrong, not only do you lose a friend, but you also have to come out with a bill.

I called and reported this guy. Afterwards, it should have been 120 that took him away.