The best way to start off 2005...doing illegal stuff.
I thought this New Years was going to suck. Actually, I think every New Years is going to suck, because I can't grasp what fun could be had on such a night unless you drink or party.
Well, this year was the exception.
It started out with Devin calling me and asking what I was doing. I shot back my expected "nothing" answer because, well, it was true. He ends up coming here at around 7-8ish, around when my parents were going to eat at Mauricio's. They invite him to come along, and while we're on our way, Devin gets a call from Luke. We tell him to meet us there, and the first leg of our night is under way.
Now, we didn't know what we'd be doing the rest of the night, but one things for sure, that chowing down on Mexican food would seem right for any occasion. Unless we were going to be spending the night with girls, but that wasn't going to happen. Once we were done, Devin mentions that Zach's sister was putting on a Twilight Zone marathon party. So we get there, and well, party wouldn't really be the word to describe it. Amanda's on a computer, Andy is there, some girl named Tristan I think, Zach of course, and us. At this point, it was around 11pm.
At some point we called Jackie and put her on speaker phone, just to laugh at her. But she wasn't drunk yet, so it was mediocre funny at best.
12pm rolls around, and Zach starts it off with setting fireworks off in his front yard. He lit off some bottle rockets, which gave us an idea. I have a SHIT load of fire works at my house (all illegal too). Before we went there however, it was someones idea to show up at PePe's (Justin). So we go over there, BS, then head over to my place. This is where it got kinda crazy, mainly seeing as how Roman Candle's were being fired very close to people. We totally killed a Dr. Pepper can and set off my homemade ones (not homemade by me, but some crazy fuck in Missouri). After all that shenanigans, we decide Denny's would be our next destination.
Who'd thunk it, but Denny's was PACKED! So we go to the other Denny's not to far away, that one has a 35-40 min wait! FUCK THAT!! So we decided to try this truck stop named Zingo's down the road, but by closer inspection of the "rough" crowd and lengths of their beards, we decided to spare our faces and/or butt-holes from any pounding. So we headed back to the previous Denny's and get right in. Zach ended up passing his phone around with "owned" pictures on it, and we just BSed about whatever. Now, it took these fucks a LONG ASS times to get our food. Zach was sorta freakin out because he's hypoglysemic, so I threw him some sugar packets. Big mistake. He ends up pouring about 40 sugar packets in his water. Oh, and he drank a thing of syrup when our food came. After we eat, we pile up all our money and give it to Luke to pay. The rest of us head out the door, being cold as hell I dunno why. Now, there were lots of people getting ready to pay, like about 3 different party's. While we were waiting, we see Luke walk out the door with check and money in hand and say, "Lets just get outa here." Devin informs us that Luke didn't pay, so we're like, "FUCK DUDE!!" and ran to our cars.
Ahh...fuck you Denny's, and thanks for the food!
The plan went from going to my house to Zach's, so there we went. The night sorta fizzled out from then on. We all went home. 4:30am, you're my ned bed time!
Well, this year was the exception.
It started out with Devin calling me and asking what I was doing. I shot back my expected "nothing" answer because, well, it was true. He ends up coming here at around 7-8ish, around when my parents were going to eat at Mauricio's. They invite him to come along, and while we're on our way, Devin gets a call from Luke. We tell him to meet us there, and the first leg of our night is under way.
Now, we didn't know what we'd be doing the rest of the night, but one things for sure, that chowing down on Mexican food would seem right for any occasion. Unless we were going to be spending the night with girls, but that wasn't going to happen. Once we were done, Devin mentions that Zach's sister was putting on a Twilight Zone marathon party. So we get there, and well, party wouldn't really be the word to describe it. Amanda's on a computer, Andy is there, some girl named Tristan I think, Zach of course, and us. At this point, it was around 11pm.
At some point we called Jackie and put her on speaker phone, just to laugh at her. But she wasn't drunk yet, so it was mediocre funny at best.
12pm rolls around, and Zach starts it off with setting fireworks off in his front yard. He lit off some bottle rockets, which gave us an idea. I have a SHIT load of fire works at my house (all illegal too). Before we went there however, it was someones idea to show up at PePe's (Justin). So we go over there, BS, then head over to my place. This is where it got kinda crazy, mainly seeing as how Roman Candle's were being fired very close to people. We totally killed a Dr. Pepper can and set off my homemade ones (not homemade by me, but some crazy fuck in Missouri). After all that shenanigans, we decide Denny's would be our next destination.
Who'd thunk it, but Denny's was PACKED! So we go to the other Denny's not to far away, that one has a 35-40 min wait! FUCK THAT!! So we decided to try this truck stop named Zingo's down the road, but by closer inspection of the "rough" crowd and lengths of their beards, we decided to spare our faces and/or butt-holes from any pounding. So we headed back to the previous Denny's and get right in. Zach ended up passing his phone around with "owned" pictures on it, and we just BSed about whatever. Now, it took these fucks a LONG ASS times to get our food. Zach was sorta freakin out because he's hypoglysemic, so I threw him some sugar packets. Big mistake. He ends up pouring about 40 sugar packets in his water. Oh, and he drank a thing of syrup when our food came. After we eat, we pile up all our money and give it to Luke to pay. The rest of us head out the door, being cold as hell I dunno why. Now, there were lots of people getting ready to pay, like about 3 different party's. While we were waiting, we see Luke walk out the door with check and money in hand and say, "Lets just get outa here." Devin informs us that Luke didn't pay, so we're like, "FUCK DUDE!!" and ran to our cars.
Ahh...fuck you Denny's, and thanks for the food!
The plan went from going to my house to Zach's, so there we went. The night sorta fizzled out from then on. We all went home. 4:30am, you're my ned bed time!