So here we are the girlfriend is up visiting me for the weekend from her school, which inveitably always meant me getting drunk, her getting drunk, and us fighting or me getting into an argument with some poor schlep that I am convinced was hitting on her. (Ahh the old days). Anyways, so the Friday tradition that my good buddies and I had was start drinking when class ended (or during the last period) and not stop until the sun would shine and then proceed to take a road trip to the local burger king for breakfast sandwiches. Now, sometimes we would make it to the burger king and sometimes everyone would be passed out and it wouldn’t happen but the bottom line is it was a goal. Now, I don’t condone drinking and driving but have YOU ever had a croissant breakfast sandwich at 6:30 in the morning completely wasted...it borders on ecstacy.
OK so the point of the story...about 3 days b4 the girlfriend came up I had promised her that there would be no more burger king runs anymore no matter what. So, of course, I swore on my mother that there would be no more drunken runs to Burger King. Lo and behold it’s friday night the women is there I’m wasted she goes to bed at like 3:00 (positive note the girl COULD drink) the sun is rising and I’m at Burger king with the boys completely and unapoligetically WASTED. However, this time I’m smart enough to eat all of the evidence BEFORE I "park" the car and crawl back into bed so the misses will never know. Pretty smart right? Wrong!
That afternoon the little lady has to get back to school so we walk out to the parking lot to find my car...and you guessed it...NO FREAKING IDEA WHERE I PARKED. None, we walked around for a half an hour and I think it was that day that she decided I was a lost cause. By the way, we DID find the car behind a dumpster CLEARLY not where it was B4 the excursion to BK.
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