Really Dropped the Chambers on that One

The end of the summer bash at the Chamberses was last night. Good food, good times, good night. We had some cornhole tourneys (I suck) and did alot of bullshittin. Anyways, its about 12:15 and I realize the Chamberses are missing. We are all kind of like wtf? We thought maybe they took a sex break or something. So I walk upstairs to join and they are laying on the bed with the light on and the door open. Stacy is awake but Ryan is unconscious. We can't wake him up. So, I alert everyone else to the news and we start thinking of things to do to f with him. Should we do the hand in the warm water piss the bed trick? No, Stacy has to sleep there too. What about the shave the eyebrow gag? No, too drastic. Marker on the face? Nope, not that either. I have to be seen in public with him the next day at the Bengals game. All of a sudden, the light bulb goes off. We decide to try to carry him outside and leave him on the grass with his head propped up on the cornhole board like its a pillow. We go upstairs, and instead of simply grabbing him by the arms and legs, we decide it would be better to roll him into a sleeping bag and carry that out. This way, he would have less of a chance of waking up...or so we thought. Marvin, Jeff, and I grab ahold of the Chambers sleeping bag burrito and take off down the stairs. Well, we get a little more than half way down and I realize all the weight is shifting to the front, which for some reason we went head first with him. That shit is getting really heavy. I'm losing my grip. Then, I start thinking about how hilarious this is and I completely lose it. I start cracking up, lose my grip, and drop Chambers on his head at the bottom of the stairs. He gets up, pushes Stacy, and goes upstairs. So we're all laughing about it and we said we would do it again in twenty minutes. Apparently he heard this, so he locked himself in the bathroom. So, our whole plan backfired. I always f everything up. I was the weakest link. Chambers was a pretty good sport about it this morning. Oh yeah, I just remembered we took pictures of me pretending to hump him and I put an ice pack down his crack (we found out later he threw it against the wall). Chambers doesn't ever get angry. Only when people are f-ing with him and he's trying to sleep. We are a bunch of bastards.