Well... That sucks. At least you didn't get shot as you were coming in.

Charlie Sheen? Is that you?

Waka Waka Waka, the shit gonna hit the fan now!

That's not an FML, that's awesome!!

How did your couch get in their house?

Who let you in????????

I see this FML on here a lot! How the heck does that happen? I used to drink a lot & I've never gone to the wrong house!

Bi-winning tigerblood!

Ah yes, the drunken stupor. Its a great way to see the sights of town and meet new people, whom you will most likely forget when you wake up. I can just imagine the scene as OP awakes... The light rises on the living room. A clothed figure lies on the couch face down, clothes disheveled and one shoe lying on its side next to the door. A large fuzzy dog licks the person's face. In the background, near the end of a couch, a tall figure stands in shadows. The figure on the couch starts to stir, first trying to turn their head away from the licking. After a few moments, as the person on the couch stirs increasingly more, weakly trying to push the dog away from his face, the shadowy figure steps forward and gently taps the laying person on the head with a baseball bat. The person slowly raises his head as the figure steps from the shadows and squats at the end of the couch. "Mornin', sunshine. Sleep well?" "Argnarf" "I figured as much. My daughters here and I just wanted to make sure you were alright; looks like you had one heck of a night." "dghtrs?" "That's right, I have five lovely little ladies in this house. Aren't they somethin' else? They are right over there if you want a look." "Wowza. Uh, yeah, they are nice, sir." "Indeed. Now I just need to know which one you slept with last night, so we can get you properly hitched." "Uh, what?" "The only men allowed to sleep in this house are myself and the husbands of my daughters. So I need to know which one you slept with so we can get her a purty white dress for the festivities this afternoon." The person is now fully awake, sitting up on the couch, looking over the ladies as if he is trying to remember if he has seen any of them before. "Its not that hard son, just tell me which one you shared a bed in sin with, and we will get you hitched this afternoon so you won't have to worry anymore. We have a nice little place next to the horse barn where we can perform the ceremony. Hell, I won't even make you plow the fields today; it will wait for tomorrow." The person stutters as he starts to get off the couch and head for the door. "MA! Grab the Shotgun! We have a runner."

So you woke up in the morning and said "lol ima post this on FML"