So back to our slightly mentaly chalenged friend from part 1 and how he broke his legs the first time.
While drinking at my place our friend started falling in to one of his less sociable moods so was politely asked by me to fuck off(bear in mind that while talking with him using words consisting of more than 5-6 letters carried the risk of him thinking you are insulting his mother due to limited vocabulary)he decided to visit another m8 as it was still fairly early.
The two carried on drinking till about 2 am at which point our friend decided its time to go(more likely they ran out off beer)and while walking down the stairs staggered sliped and ended up rolling down two flights of stairs and breaking both legs nothing funny up to this point I agree.
Now bear in mind this was the kind of neighbourhood where if you heard shouting you checked the locks maybe got the axe ready or such definately not go out and check kind of place(m8 father got stabbed to death by his drinking buddies because he wouldnt give them the pin to his sim card on which he had equivalent of £0.5 that happed in the same building few years prior).
So from 2 am hes lying there shouting and being ignored and about 7 am a different m8's sister is on her way to work walks past him anď what does our hero do starts shouting at her calling her a bitch and tells her to bring him an axe, at this point her thoughts are more less fucking retard is pissed out of his brains again and carries on her way.
It wasnt till 11 am about when the bloke he was drinking with was on his way shopping and found him half concious at the bottom of the stairs and called him an ambulance.
Next part I'll do a story about something way stupid i've done in the past scars to prove it.
We all have our numpty moments especially when alcohol and drugs are involved.