Hope it's blood

Dear teachers and friends.... could you proofread this text?

This man was so addicted to spirit, so addicted that... well... it was 3 a.m., he was in a bar, it was raining dogs and cats... he took a taxi:
- Yes, where to?
- Yes, my place, please.
- Alright, but... where's it?
- If I knew it I would be on my way already...
the 'already' almost could not come out of his mouth. Anyway, after a couple of minutes they got home. His wife, terribly pissed off with such situation, said:
- What's the meaning of this you fool drunk?
- I am drunk, can't you see? Pay the taxi driver, otherwise you will have to go with him. She went mad:
- Why would I go with him?
- Because I have no money and I promised him that when I am home and realise I have no extra money, I'd reward him with the most valuable thing I have: you!.
- Are you insane? -
If you say so.
- And he bought it? Why?
He replied right away:
- If I were you, I would pay the poor man.
Well... that fight took all the rest of the night and some hours of the morning, he could not stand any longer with that madness. He took this spirit bottle back, put it in his pocket and left the house. When he was 30 meters away from the house he got dizzy and ended up falling down on the bottle, he felt something liquid flowing on his butt and legs... desperate he yelled:
- Hope it's blood.

Thanks