How you know you are drunk

Prologue:

You have gone out with your guys, enjoyed the night and had a few drinks.

After the bars close, you hang out in the main street for sometime, and go into McDonalds for an after drinks dinner.

With your eyes barely focusing on the overhead menu, and barely holding your balance, there you see it:

The BigMac.

You order a menu from the young girl, and she puts all your food, yours and your guys' in the same paper bag.

Enthusiasted about the early morning snack you are going to have at home, together with a few more vodkas, you head to the busstop.

Waiting for the bus, you get the urge to pee.

Now to the present. This is where I come in the picture, walking towards home, passing by the said bus stop. Up to this point it was just a made up story, after this is what I saw.

You put the bag on the ground, beside the wall,

Open your zipper, fumble to take your member out.

With a wave of relaxation flowing through your body, you let the pee flow out of your body...

Into the paper bag.

By the time your friends notice and jump on your back to pull you back, it is too late.

Your BigMac is a PeeMac.

Bon Appetite.