Three Line Tales

I woke up fuzzy headed, it must have been a long night. My eyes seem to have technicolor lenses as I look out my window. I must have drunk more than I thought or maybe I was drugged? I see purple everywhere. I stumble to the bathroom and look in the mirror. My eyes are black and blue, head’s killing me.

What could have happened I wonder?

Then my roommate Joe came to stand beside me, put his hand on my shoulder. “That was some party, man. I didn’t know you could fight like that! You have quite a temper!”