You wake up on the floor of an unknown apartment, vision blurred, a slight string of spittle dangling from the corner of your mouth. You check your pockets, instinctively, and, yes, the Volcom Men's Ruger 2 Fold Wallet is still there. As you attempt to stand, you notice your head strangely stuck in place. Another attempt and, yep, someone has sewn your hair to the carpet. Shit.