Well, the love shack, is a little old place where we can get together.
Dude, seriously, tonight was fucked up.
Shitty night at work, like usual. I get to Perkins after picking up Molly and getting my Christmas present from Trev, hang out there for about half an hour.. then they all want to leave!
So, I insist on going to the park- it's sortof tradition.
After an excrusiating 20 minutes being sprayed by the Perkins lawn sprinklers in the parking lot, being tickeled, and having my shoes hijacked, I talked everyone into going. We all took seperate vehicles and were going to meet at the giant slide park, when we got a call telling us that it's blocked off due to the construction.. Al and I drive around aimlessly while talking to Sara to see where we should meet up without running into police.
We deciede on the park near Jas's house. Al follows me while we take the backroads to the park, when we get a call saying Jas and Trav were pulled over. I'm freaking out. Please don't let them be in trouble. Please don't find the open bottles.
We get to the park, we're waiting for Sara, and what news she and PT had to bring. They pull up. No, it's a police officer. We can't tell him that us and a bunch of friends are planing on hanging out at the park at two-thirty in the morning. So we feed him some lie about how I just got off work and that Al was giving me a ride back to my car. He wanted to see identification. I can't find my wallet- anywhere (I still don't know where it is).
And about ten seconds before the officer pulled up, we called Sara asking where they were. Apparently they went to the OTHER park, down the road. As the officer is running our information, Alex and I are fucking frantically trying to get a hold of Sara and tell her NOT TO COME. We finally get through and tell her right as the guy is up at our window again. He asks us when we plan on leaving and yada yada. We got the fuck out of there. I'm on my way home when Alex turns onto my road with me and asks if I'm coming over. I deciede to follow her home, and when we arrive, I find Al on the phone with Sara (who really wants to know what the hell is going on). When they're about to hang up, Shoe sends her a message. So we call him.
I guess they were speeding a little, so when they saw this cop car in the ditch they hit the brake to slow down and while doing so they swerved a little. They passed the car and everything was good. They were going the speed limit and what not, when the car pulls out from the ditch. Now they're like "what the fuck, we're going the speed limit?!" Now the cop turns on his lights and it's like "What the fuck, we were going the speed limit!!#%^$#@"
Turns out the dumb fuck didn't have his back plate on.
Hoo, those boys. I swear.
I've had my share of police for one night, though. Sweet dreams.
Shitty night at work, like usual. I get to Perkins after picking up Molly and getting my Christmas present from Trev, hang out there for about half an hour.. then they all want to leave!
So, I insist on going to the park- it's sortof tradition.
After an excrusiating 20 minutes being sprayed by the Perkins lawn sprinklers in the parking lot, being tickeled, and having my shoes hijacked, I talked everyone into going. We all took seperate vehicles and were going to meet at the giant slide park, when we got a call telling us that it's blocked off due to the construction.. Al and I drive around aimlessly while talking to Sara to see where we should meet up without running into police.
We deciede on the park near Jas's house. Al follows me while we take the backroads to the park, when we get a call saying Jas and Trav were pulled over. I'm freaking out. Please don't let them be in trouble. Please don't find the open bottles.
We get to the park, we're waiting for Sara, and what news she and PT had to bring. They pull up. No, it's a police officer. We can't tell him that us and a bunch of friends are planing on hanging out at the park at two-thirty in the morning. So we feed him some lie about how I just got off work and that Al was giving me a ride back to my car. He wanted to see identification. I can't find my wallet- anywhere (I still don't know where it is).
And about ten seconds before the officer pulled up, we called Sara asking where they were. Apparently they went to the OTHER park, down the road. As the officer is running our information, Alex and I are fucking frantically trying to get a hold of Sara and tell her NOT TO COME. We finally get through and tell her right as the guy is up at our window again. He asks us when we plan on leaving and yada yada. We got the fuck out of there. I'm on my way home when Alex turns onto my road with me and asks if I'm coming over. I deciede to follow her home, and when we arrive, I find Al on the phone with Sara (who really wants to know what the hell is going on). When they're about to hang up, Shoe sends her a message. So we call him.
I guess they were speeding a little, so when they saw this cop car in the ditch they hit the brake to slow down and while doing so they swerved a little. They passed the car and everything was good. They were going the speed limit and what not, when the car pulls out from the ditch. Now they're like "what the fuck, we're going the speed limit?!" Now the cop turns on his lights and it's like "What the fuck, we were going the speed limit!!#%^$#@"
Turns out the dumb fuck didn't have his back plate on.
Hoo, those boys. I swear.
I've had my share of police for one night, though. Sweet dreams.