While Troy stood in the doorway, I started stripping Dale’s clothes off him, complaining over my shoulder at Troy about guys drinking and being responsible and crazy teenagers. Once we got him in the door, we gently flopped him down on the bottom step of the staircase directly in front of the door. xx video “Yeah, I know….but Mr. The two of us bent to our task, each of us reaching under one of Dale’s arms, and began dragging his butt up the stairs. B.” Then, as I poured myself a glass of water from the refrigerator spout, Troy said, “So, where’s Mr. Definitely drank too much….thought he was gonna puke outside John’s house, where the party was, but he didn’t.
