Every now and then I ask a friend to guest blog about a crazy story of a time in their life, so here it is.....
"So, there was a bar I used to go to every Thursday for $1 drinks with one of my friends. Keep in mind my friend is a tow truck driver on-call at the time, this will come into play soon. So after a few hours of chugging our $1 well drinks we realize the bar will be closing soon so we turn our attention to picking up a couple of skanks. My friend grabs one 1st and about 30 mins later I find mine. We convince them to leave with us and head to a 5am bar, so we rip one more shot and head out. As we’re stumbling out of the bar my girl looks at me and tells me how wasted she is and doesn’t think she can drive but also doesn’t want to leave her car behind. This is where the tow truck comes in. Me and the girl go into the back seat of her car, my buddy is in his tow truck with the girl he picked up, he hooks us up to the tow truck and off we go.
We get half way to the bar and as I’m hooking up with this girl in the back seat, she starts to freak out and says she wants her car down and insists on driving the rest of the way. So we pull over the tow truck all get into her car and finally get to the bar. We all walk in and the girl I was with heads to the bathroom, after about 15 mins I walk outside and check if this girls car was still here and of course it’s gone. So now it’s me, my buddy and the girl he picked up. We continue our drinking and eventually get kicked out of the bar for arguing with the bartender for cutting us off. It’s now about 4am and we’re stranded outside a bar we just got kicked out of and it just stared to rain. We walk across the street to a gas station and find a couple screaming at each other. The guy tells her she’s a slut and walks away. With the intentions of getting a ride home I walk up to her and ask her if she’s okay, she’s crying and wasted but the 3 of us are stuck and need to get home. I start talking to her and ask her if she wants to come back to my friend’s house and drink with us. She said yes so we now get into her car. This girl is crying, upset, speeding and it’s raining. I ask her to slow down 4 or 5 times and she keeps telling me not to worry. We’re almost at my buddy’s house when a Semi-truck heading towards us in the opposite lane makes a left hand turn and we plow right into the rear tire doing about 40mph. Air bags go off glass is everywhere and my head it bleeding. I look in the back seat to make sure my friends and his girl are okay, I kick open the door and help them out. The girl driving asks us not to leave her, I responded with “I told you to slow the fuck down!” so now the 3 of us start walking. We don’t get far before a cop pulls up to us and asked if we are retarded for leaving the scene of an accident. We continue to tell him we were not in that car, he told me I’m an idiot for saying that with my head bleeding, not to mention the girl we were with had scratches from the glass all over her arms. He takes us back to the car, while we were gone a Hummer crashed into the back of the drunk girls car and the Semi we crashed into is nowhere to be found, he never even stopped. The girl driving was arrested for DUI and the other girl was taken to the hospital for her scratches. We eventually called my fiends brother to pick us up and finally got home."
That's a motha fuckin KRP for sure!!!
F'n crazy
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