my medical condition

3 am.

we're on the street, tailgaiting, waiting for a party to start.
the trunk is open, the music is blasting.
people are chatting, drinking and having a general healthy (well, not healthy at all) dose of fun.

I am tired.
The day had been long, and was far from over.

I ask a friend, Mr. Marvel's brother: Marvelino to move over so I can sit down.

-"Do you mind?".
-"sure no problem you lazy bastard"
-"I'm not lazy, my back just hurts a lot"
-"your back hurts"
-"yeah"
-"because you keep trying to suck your own cock?"

...

Life sucks