Boom! Down he went! He landed on his chest. It looked for a moment as though he might practice the breast stroke right there on the concrete.
His friend helped him back onto his feet. He staggered like a dazed scarecrow.
This poor guy probably won't remember much of this St. Patrick's Day. He will remember the hangover.
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