So basically, I drive to the Heatherwood for this impromptu gathering of people for a dual Christmas/My Birthday celebration. We go to the corner store...you park backwards (in case we need to make a quick get away) because it's crazy ghetto and scary...
Gifts are exchanged...drinks are consumed...pictures are taken (which I've never seen by the way--tsk tsk tsk) and you're quoted as saying, "Oops, I knocked over your grass." Totally random, but funny to me nonetheless. :)
Later,...many drinks later that is...,you drive us to SoBe, but not before missing our exit and cruising on 45 for an extended detour/scenic late-night drive.
At SoBe...we drink much much more, take shots (I think?), get really shitty, and then we hop in your car to leave and go crash at the Heatherwood.
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Gifts are exchanged...drinks are consumed...pictures are taken (which I've never seen by the way--tsk tsk tsk) and you're quoted as saying, "Oops, I knocked over your grass." Totally random, but funny to me nonetheless. :)
Later,...many drinks later that is...,you drive us to SoBe, but not before missing our exit and cruising on 45 for an extended detour/scenic late-night drive.
At SoBe...we drink much much more, take shots (I think?), get really shitty, and then we hop in your car to leave and go crash at the Heatherwood.
The next morning, I awake only to hear you ask,
"Who drove us home lastnight?"
Classic. Truly Classic. :) *hugs*
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IM me: AngelDust01 with your email addy and I'll send them to you. Or email me at jewelrydyep@yahoo.
That was a goooooood night. I'm cracking up right now.
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