weekend at alicias
Well it has been a long time and I felt like telling a story, so here goes, there is no way to recall that everything I'm telling is accurate do to my inebriation for the 3 days, so bare with me. If you've heard the story before, maybe i forgot to mention some things and if your a new listener then trust me when i say that everything i say actually happened.
Last spring the weekend after spring break i had a lot of good buddies all coming to town for the weekend. We just had a blast at spring break and felt like doing some partying for no good reason, which is always the best reason anyway. So Alex and Brandon came down from tallahassee and mike came up from boca raton. the rendevous point was none other than gainesville.
well i lived in a dorm so that was no proper venue for doing anything too fun so when everyone arrived in town they picked me up and we headed over to alicias apartment in campus club. we just decided, "hey we'll all just stay here this weekend, josh has no room at his place and she doesnt mind, her roomies are cool with it." besides she had bunk beds in her living room anyway. so saturday night we cracked open some natty light and got started, we were drinking and playing some new game alex came up with, something about balancing cards on a can or something. I think we also delved into my supply of green and hit that up too. so we were all feeling pretty drunk and whatever and decided we were best off going out.
so alex, as the typical chosen driver drove brandons mustang down town. for whatever reason i think alicia and her friends decided not to accompany us, i think we had made a mess or something, anywho they got mad. Well we went to Gator Rocks which is now closed down and we expected to do some heavy drinking and singing to piano players, no one told us that on saturdays all they have is a band and a few wierd emo kids so we decided to just go shoot pool anyway. The bouncer at the door was a friend of ours from highschool so we all got banded and he sent us straight to the bar, he coaxed the bartender into a round of free shots for us, which is great, cause nothing ever comes free. so we had our shots and bought 3 pitchers of beer and chilled in the back by the pool tables.
we had this really hot waitress keep coming over and selling us more drinks we spent easily over a hundred on booze and she just kept bringing it over, with the occasional round of free shots. which in the end is a good move on her part, i think we tipped her like 60 bucks, which isnt bad for getting four guys wasted. by one none of us could even stand up straight let alone shoot pool, but they we were trying, it must have been funny from a sober persos perspective.well pool eventually got boring and before we knew it me and mike had pool sticks in our hands ready to spar. we fought like midevil knights in the back of this bar for a good twenty minutes. we would have most likely gotten arrested until our friend at the bar motioned for us to leave before management got pissed off further.
Next we had the adventure of driving home. Alex as usual volunteered to drive. I never know why he wants to drive in that situation, i think he feels like if hes gonna die in a car wreck hed rather it be in his hands. so we left in brandons convertible driving back to campus club. we were standing up in the seats yelling and honking at hot girls all the way back.
Back at campus club there were many parties going on. so we hopped around for a while and drank some more beer, now at some point a party was getting broken up for some reason and we had to go hide in alicias apartment. for whatever reason we were hiding under her bed. This part gets really hazy because i do not know why we were doing this, but we had done something wrong. this much i knew. i think alicias roommate talked to a cop at the door and stated that they were sleeping and no one was out doing anything. so he left. with some relief we emerged and decided to once again hit my bag of green, after that we were gone to the world. at this point we had consumed 3 12 packs, about 8 pitchers another 20 - 30 shots, additional beers from a keg and about an 1/8th of some really good stuff. Mike went outside and discovered there was two security guys braking up a party downstairs. Parked outside downstairs was a new, beautiful, shining.....
....golf cart.
well we went outside and waited up the stairs from it. we waited until the security guards attentions were diverted and then we made our move. we ran down the stairs and hopped into the cart. this i rememberso vividly. Mike grabbed the drivers seat. Alex took the passenger.
I sat in the back on this little shelf behind mike, and brandon next to me behind alex. we were in and off in about 2.7 seconds. what i remember most was just laughing so hard. we were no stranger to the golf cart and here we all were reunited on our most trusted friend. we took off like a bat out of hell and this was by far the quickest golf cart i have ever driven, and i have seen a lot in my day. some kids were laughing out in the parking lot and some girl goes, "hey look they are takin your cart." stupid ass blonde.
well this enormous black security guard came bounding after us, im surprise in this mans shape he did not lose his breath more quickly.we were coming around a bend very quickly when a secong security guard stepped right in our way. mike turned hard and sent us up this little hill, the hill was more like a ramp, it was steep and about 3 feet tall. on the other side was a huge sego palm. we drove up the hill, caught air, and crashed onto the bush. we then gunned it and tore away. im telling you this thing was so fast there was no way for most humans to catch us on foot.
in the heat of the moment i had a moment of clarity and noticed something was different, i turned to my right and brandon was gone. he would later tell us that he fell off when crashing into the bush and rolled away on the ground. the security left him alone and came chasing us instead. he went in the apartment and hoped for our return otherwise he might have been posting bail money.
when i mentioned to alex and mike that brandon was gone i dont think they were too concerned but i know that mike turned around looking as if to check and make sure that i hadnt just missed him. i think thats how we crashed. because a few seconds later we smashed into an electrical power box and went flying. and i mean it... flying. we were ejected from the cart and thrown on the ground. what i remember most about that was the huge flash and tons of sparks right before i was tossed from my seat. i fell off the side and mike and alex were thrown through the front.
the security guards were about 70 yards away and on hot pursuit. i remember briefly looking at the wreck and then turning to my commrades. Then mike said something that i'll never forget. "Now we're on foot!" so we started running, as fast as our little wasted asses could run. at some point we spit up, mike ran one way, and me and alex ran another. mike ran more towards the apartment buildings and me and alex took towards the woods. i think one guy stuck with mike and the bigger one followed me and alex. after a while, we were both just kind of walking, ha ha. and if i remember correctly the guard was just walking too, as if to say," its cool guys we can rest for a minute" what the guard didnt know is that we had a hide out planned. my good friend nick tocco lived in a neighboring building and would surely let us hide for a while. when we got to his door there was no one home. i called him and he was in orlando for the weekend, and his room mates were out still. this wasnt good.
just when we thought the guard would come and take us away, a nice young couple started walking up the stairs. they looked at us and laughed
we were wasted as could be, and were now covered in mud and sweat. we quickly explained to them the situation and they invited us up to chill for a while. we ended up sitting on their back porch for about an hour. they gave us beer, which was nice as if we hadnt enough already, and we spyed out into the parking lot looking for signs of mike as he wasnt answering his phone. after 30 minutes or so we saw mike getting escorted in the parking lot by a secuirty guard. by this time there was a cop also there asking him questions. we later found out that mike denied everything and claimed he wasnt the guy that stole and crashed the golf cart and broke an electrical unit. I guess they bought it but they said he had to leave the complex since he was obviously trashed and not a resident. they showed him off the premises and thats when we got the call, " hey guys everythings cool except im not alowed in, we told him where we were at and alicia came and picked us all up in her car. i think we finally crashed around 5.
the next morning for whatever reason there was a huge dumpster of garbage dumped out in front of alicias apartment door, i think some how we got the rap for this one all though i never remember knocking over any garbage. Mike told us how he was banned from coming to the apartment complex for one year, which is interesting because since then he has not only been there but stolen a golf cart again with a differnt friend. later that day we finished off my bag and decided to go to the olive garden. we were all still wearing the same clothes from the night before covered with beer, liquor, pizza, and blood in some places. so we didnt look like the normal olive garden clientele. besides that we were all stoned to bejesus and couldnt stop laughing.
after lunch we all said our good byes and headed our seperate ways back to our normal lives. but i dont think any of us will ever forget our special weekend at alicias. especially alicia, who for some reason didnt want to hang out for a while after that. i never know what gets into these girls anyway???
Last spring the weekend after spring break i had a lot of good buddies all coming to town for the weekend. We just had a blast at spring break and felt like doing some partying for no good reason, which is always the best reason anyway. So Alex and Brandon came down from tallahassee and mike came up from boca raton. the rendevous point was none other than gainesville.
well i lived in a dorm so that was no proper venue for doing anything too fun so when everyone arrived in town they picked me up and we headed over to alicias apartment in campus club. we just decided, "hey we'll all just stay here this weekend, josh has no room at his place and she doesnt mind, her roomies are cool with it." besides she had bunk beds in her living room anyway. so saturday night we cracked open some natty light and got started, we were drinking and playing some new game alex came up with, something about balancing cards on a can or something. I think we also delved into my supply of green and hit that up too. so we were all feeling pretty drunk and whatever and decided we were best off going out.
so alex, as the typical chosen driver drove brandons mustang down town. for whatever reason i think alicia and her friends decided not to accompany us, i think we had made a mess or something, anywho they got mad. Well we went to Gator Rocks which is now closed down and we expected to do some heavy drinking and singing to piano players, no one told us that on saturdays all they have is a band and a few wierd emo kids so we decided to just go shoot pool anyway. The bouncer at the door was a friend of ours from highschool so we all got banded and he sent us straight to the bar, he coaxed the bartender into a round of free shots for us, which is great, cause nothing ever comes free. so we had our shots and bought 3 pitchers of beer and chilled in the back by the pool tables.
we had this really hot waitress keep coming over and selling us more drinks we spent easily over a hundred on booze and she just kept bringing it over, with the occasional round of free shots. which in the end is a good move on her part, i think we tipped her like 60 bucks, which isnt bad for getting four guys wasted. by one none of us could even stand up straight let alone shoot pool, but they we were trying, it must have been funny from a sober persos perspective.well pool eventually got boring and before we knew it me and mike had pool sticks in our hands ready to spar. we fought like midevil knights in the back of this bar for a good twenty minutes. we would have most likely gotten arrested until our friend at the bar motioned for us to leave before management got pissed off further.
Next we had the adventure of driving home. Alex as usual volunteered to drive. I never know why he wants to drive in that situation, i think he feels like if hes gonna die in a car wreck hed rather it be in his hands. so we left in brandons convertible driving back to campus club. we were standing up in the seats yelling and honking at hot girls all the way back.
Back at campus club there were many parties going on. so we hopped around for a while and drank some more beer, now at some point a party was getting broken up for some reason and we had to go hide in alicias apartment. for whatever reason we were hiding under her bed. This part gets really hazy because i do not know why we were doing this, but we had done something wrong. this much i knew. i think alicias roommate talked to a cop at the door and stated that they were sleeping and no one was out doing anything. so he left. with some relief we emerged and decided to once again hit my bag of green, after that we were gone to the world. at this point we had consumed 3 12 packs, about 8 pitchers another 20 - 30 shots, additional beers from a keg and about an 1/8th of some really good stuff. Mike went outside and discovered there was two security guys braking up a party downstairs. Parked outside downstairs was a new, beautiful, shining.....
....golf cart.
well we went outside and waited up the stairs from it. we waited until the security guards attentions were diverted and then we made our move. we ran down the stairs and hopped into the cart. this i rememberso vividly. Mike grabbed the drivers seat. Alex took the passenger.
I sat in the back on this little shelf behind mike, and brandon next to me behind alex. we were in and off in about 2.7 seconds. what i remember most was just laughing so hard. we were no stranger to the golf cart and here we all were reunited on our most trusted friend. we took off like a bat out of hell and this was by far the quickest golf cart i have ever driven, and i have seen a lot in my day. some kids were laughing out in the parking lot and some girl goes, "hey look they are takin your cart." stupid ass blonde.
well this enormous black security guard came bounding after us, im surprise in this mans shape he did not lose his breath more quickly.we were coming around a bend very quickly when a secong security guard stepped right in our way. mike turned hard and sent us up this little hill, the hill was more like a ramp, it was steep and about 3 feet tall. on the other side was a huge sego palm. we drove up the hill, caught air, and crashed onto the bush. we then gunned it and tore away. im telling you this thing was so fast there was no way for most humans to catch us on foot.
in the heat of the moment i had a moment of clarity and noticed something was different, i turned to my right and brandon was gone. he would later tell us that he fell off when crashing into the bush and rolled away on the ground. the security left him alone and came chasing us instead. he went in the apartment and hoped for our return otherwise he might have been posting bail money.
when i mentioned to alex and mike that brandon was gone i dont think they were too concerned but i know that mike turned around looking as if to check and make sure that i hadnt just missed him. i think thats how we crashed. because a few seconds later we smashed into an electrical power box and went flying. and i mean it... flying. we were ejected from the cart and thrown on the ground. what i remember most about that was the huge flash and tons of sparks right before i was tossed from my seat. i fell off the side and mike and alex were thrown through the front.
the security guards were about 70 yards away and on hot pursuit. i remember briefly looking at the wreck and then turning to my commrades. Then mike said something that i'll never forget. "Now we're on foot!" so we started running, as fast as our little wasted asses could run. at some point we spit up, mike ran one way, and me and alex ran another. mike ran more towards the apartment buildings and me and alex took towards the woods. i think one guy stuck with mike and the bigger one followed me and alex. after a while, we were both just kind of walking, ha ha. and if i remember correctly the guard was just walking too, as if to say," its cool guys we can rest for a minute" what the guard didnt know is that we had a hide out planned. my good friend nick tocco lived in a neighboring building and would surely let us hide for a while. when we got to his door there was no one home. i called him and he was in orlando for the weekend, and his room mates were out still. this wasnt good.
just when we thought the guard would come and take us away, a nice young couple started walking up the stairs. they looked at us and laughed
we were wasted as could be, and were now covered in mud and sweat. we quickly explained to them the situation and they invited us up to chill for a while. we ended up sitting on their back porch for about an hour. they gave us beer, which was nice as if we hadnt enough already, and we spyed out into the parking lot looking for signs of mike as he wasnt answering his phone. after 30 minutes or so we saw mike getting escorted in the parking lot by a secuirty guard. by this time there was a cop also there asking him questions. we later found out that mike denied everything and claimed he wasnt the guy that stole and crashed the golf cart and broke an electrical unit. I guess they bought it but they said he had to leave the complex since he was obviously trashed and not a resident. they showed him off the premises and thats when we got the call, " hey guys everythings cool except im not alowed in, we told him where we were at and alicia came and picked us all up in her car. i think we finally crashed around 5.
the next morning for whatever reason there was a huge dumpster of garbage dumped out in front of alicias apartment door, i think some how we got the rap for this one all though i never remember knocking over any garbage. Mike told us how he was banned from coming to the apartment complex for one year, which is interesting because since then he has not only been there but stolen a golf cart again with a differnt friend. later that day we finished off my bag and decided to go to the olive garden. we were all still wearing the same clothes from the night before covered with beer, liquor, pizza, and blood in some places. so we didnt look like the normal olive garden clientele. besides that we were all stoned to bejesus and couldnt stop laughing.
after lunch we all said our good byes and headed our seperate ways back to our normal lives. but i dont think any of us will ever forget our special weekend at alicias. especially alicia, who for some reason didnt want to hang out for a while after that. i never know what gets into these girls anyway???