This one time I was having a party at my house, like I did every weekend. Eventually like every other weekend everyone was pasted out or left except me and my friend kyle. Luckely we had a friend that lived like a mile away, who usually had a decent late night crowd, or at least someone besides just me and kyle. But since it was about three in the moring and my car had no muffler, we did not think it would go to well if my partents were awoken by the sounds of
k + b tearing as down the road, cause that car was loud. It was wierd though because on the roads my buddies house was like 4 miles away but you could see it was only about mile on foot, because you could actually see his house. So we decided to cut through a field which started as corn, turned into a river, a big river, and sticker bushes, back to corn, back to stickers, and then ended we us stumbling out of a tree line and into someone’s back yard, greeted by their dog, so on foot and on the run, we made a dash for the kids house. When we got to his house there were the regulars, who are close to the bev team but not really in it. So we sat down wet, bloody, and misunderstood for walking ther at almost 4 in the morning. After the beer was gone and again everyone but K + B was up we decided to head back, with some road beers we scumbaged of course. Well the trip home was about as fun as the trip there, but eventually we ended up back home. By this time is was almost light out, so we decided to sit in my car and listen to the radio and talk about booze and ho’s. As we sat drunkenly blabling on and rocking out, eventually it went from so late to so early that my mom had gotten up. And lo and behold there was her presious son and his alcoholic friend in his car with sweet home alabama blaring and chugging beers. Well lets just say that this did not go over to well. As we sat in the car our peacefull blithering was quickly ended, when i heard my drivers side window beeing pounded and some an very mad woman screeming, "It is seven o’clock in the morning what the fuck are you doing, is that beer, oh my god you two are still drinking, get the fuck out of the car, you are both going to AA right now". Luckily her AA threats fell through and we were just left with a great story. |
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