One time i was at my friends birthday party and i spent a little too much time at the keg. I partied till late and had a great time. The next morning i got in the truck with my sister to venture home. She was all worried because we were on empty and in the middle of no where. I asked her how we could be on "E" because i remember there being half a tank. "It’s from when we went to the desert" (about 45min away). Then when i asked her when she went there, she explained to me that WE went last night. I guess we went on a beer run, but when we got to our destination, I was out of it. She had to coax me out of the truck. They decided they were going to go kick it at our usual drinking spot. But i guess i wouldn’t move. So this guy brought me to a chair, reclined it, put in some bob marley, gave me a bucket "just in case" and they left. The weird thing is we left the party at around 1am and got back around 4am. I remember walking back into my friend’s house and everyone was passed out. I was a little confused because i thought i had just gone out side to stand by the fire 10 minutes ago but i was still fucked up, so I didn’t think much of it. It took the whole way home for my sister to convinse me that this actually happend. It’s not a very exciting story, but it’s one I’ll never forget. I mean remember. |
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