Blame The U.S. Customs
Well last night was a lot of fun, except for one thing. The U.S. Border Patrol stopped us while we were crossing the bridge. So we get up to the U.S. Border and they ask us what our citizenships were. I said U.S. while Julia and Melissa both said Michigan. That was one of the reasons I think they stopped us. Another reason that I think they stopped us was because of the fact that we were at the Casino for 6 hours on $60. Holy shit what if we played the nickel slots the hole time. But right there and then is when I relised that we were probably going to get searched. Then finally they ask me to open up my trunk and they see the subwoofers back there. Thats when they told me to pull up under the awning. Then we went into the building and they started to search my car. This all started at 9:20. So they tear my car apart. They look in the window tracks, ash trays, trunk, and even in my sub box. Yes they took the subs out of the box and looked at the crevises of the subs themselves. Yeah what a way to be welcomed back to the United States. So on the way home we are all just so pissed off we just start free stylin to Locked Up. It wasn't the best rapping goin on but for what our purposes were it was good enough. Well I'm thinking ok no big deal it will only take 10-15 min to search it but nope, it took almost 45 mins to do that. So at about 10:40 we finally get out of the great Country of Canada. So Melissa ended up being like an hour late for her curfew. It really wasn't a big deal to me but it was to Melissa and Julia, so them being so upset it really made me feel bad for making her late. It was all in all a good night but if I ever get put through that situation again, yeah I will be very hesitant to go back to that country.