I just came back from my friend's place. He's a perpetually single dad with an aversion to relationships and looooooooves to go drinking on friday and saturday nights. When I came to his place tonight, I could help noticing that his giant wooden coffee table was smashed almost directly in half. Apparently he came home wasted, and for no reason dropped a Macho Man Randy Savage elbow through the table at some point. I asked him WHY he would do such a thing espeically to his own furninture and of course his answer is "Dunno, I was wasted. Shit happens." Focus: Things we have destroyed while drunk.