The bartender, who was also a friend, tells him to take it easy, go home, that he's had enough. Refusing, he goes on until eventually the friend convinced him.
'I'm going home!'
As expected, as soon as he leaves from the bartop, he falls flat on his face, eventually dragging himself himself to the door.
After finally managing to flag a taxi with his face plastered to the asphalt, he slowly drags himself into the back seat, where he lays passed-out, in a shady configuration. The cabbie sings for him the whole way home, offkey. After he pours himself out of the taxi, he crawls over to the front of his apartment building, where his film finally cuts, putting him in a deep slumber.
The bartender, being a good friend, goes by the next day to check up on him. He finds him laid across his buildings' lawn.
'What are you doing, man, you had a bit too much last night, didn't you?'
'Yea, I didn't even realize how much I drank... But how did you figure how bad I got?'
'For one, you forgot your wheelchair at the bar.'
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