This happened a while back and I thought I wrote about it, apparently not.
One weekend my roommate and I were bored out of our minds. We were watching this show called big brother and anytime anybody cried or was subtitled we take a shot. Well we ended up drinking a shit load that night and the last thing I remember is putting in a movie after the show was over.
I woke up the next morning in my bed with a beer bottle and aspirin next to me. I said "Hooray, I made it to my bed last night." I walked out to the living room and ate my cocoa puffs and watched the news (I only get 3 channels: ABC, CBS, and NBC). My roommate came out of her cave and watched with me. She said "Hey, my car keys are by the door."
I joked "Maybe we went for a drive last night." Little did I know that we did. She went to the garage to find that her car was backed nicely into a parking spot across the street. I was laughing my ass off at this point. One, because we were still alive. Two, because the car looked as if it had been parked by a good driver. Three, My roommate and I couldn't recall the rest of the evening.
Nothing was in the car that gave us a clue to what happened, but when we came back inside we found two new items in the refridgerator: Orange cinammon rolls, and 6-pack of Sunny D. Andrea was missing 10 bucks from her wallet and my credit card and ID was on the floor. I was praying that I didn't spend 300 bucks on something stupid.
Andrea checked her phone and she had made some phone calls from 2:30 am to 4 am. We called all of our friends to see what we did and they didn't know. One of them said that we were with a guy and he talked to him. That confused the shit out of us. We asked all of our guy friends if they seen us the night before and all said no. We still don't know who mystery man is so I have resolved it to be one of the homeless people down the street.
My roommate checked her account yesterday and found out where we went. She had spent 43 dollars at Denny's!! How could one possibly spend 43 dollars at that low rate rat hole. I was impressed - she was sad. I am still surprised we drove 15 minutes away from our apartment and made it back to the apartment alive or not in jail. I say it was the homeless dude that drove the car and adeptly parked it across the street.
One weekend my roommate and I were bored out of our minds. We were watching this show called big brother and anytime anybody cried or was subtitled we take a shot. Well we ended up drinking a shit load that night and the last thing I remember is putting in a movie after the show was over.
I woke up the next morning in my bed with a beer bottle and aspirin next to me. I said "Hooray, I made it to my bed last night." I walked out to the living room and ate my cocoa puffs and watched the news (I only get 3 channels: ABC, CBS, and NBC). My roommate came out of her cave and watched with me. She said "Hey, my car keys are by the door."
I joked "Maybe we went for a drive last night." Little did I know that we did. She went to the garage to find that her car was backed nicely into a parking spot across the street. I was laughing my ass off at this point. One, because we were still alive. Two, because the car looked as if it had been parked by a good driver. Three, My roommate and I couldn't recall the rest of the evening.
Nothing was in the car that gave us a clue to what happened, but when we came back inside we found two new items in the refridgerator: Orange cinammon rolls, and 6-pack of Sunny D. Andrea was missing 10 bucks from her wallet and my credit card and ID was on the floor. I was praying that I didn't spend 300 bucks on something stupid.
Andrea checked her phone and she had made some phone calls from 2:30 am to 4 am. We called all of our friends to see what we did and they didn't know. One of them said that we were with a guy and he talked to him. That confused the shit out of us. We asked all of our guy friends if they seen us the night before and all said no. We still don't know who mystery man is so I have resolved it to be one of the homeless people down the street.
My roommate checked her account yesterday and found out where we went. She had spent 43 dollars at Denny's!! How could one possibly spend 43 dollars at that low rate rat hole. I was impressed - she was sad. I am still surprised we drove 15 minutes away from our apartment and made it back to the apartment alive or not in jail. I say it was the homeless dude that drove the car and adeptly parked it across the street.
posted by Maroo at 12:16 PM
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