this is funny and semi-embarassing and for some reason i feel like posting it
last night joe and i thought it was a good idea to go see the ocean. so at around 6:30 we leave to go to seaside heights. we get to seaside heights where its cold as balls and the only thing open are bars, arcades, 1 pizzeria, and the 711. the two of us walk up and down the beach chasing seagulls and looking at the ocean for a fair amount of time until we decide that its cold and we want to go somewhere warm. this shitty pizzeria was open so we each got a slice of pizza and after eating decided to go home after a pitstop to a 711. at 711 i got a bag of fritos and a big gulp slurpie. we head out the door and joe, being the gentlemen he is, offers to pour some of the booze he has in the back of his trunk into my slurpie. what a nice guy. unfortunately, when he closed the trunk, he left his keys in there.
long story short, i spent an hour or so comfortably drunk at a 711 in seaside heights waiting for a locksmith. joe and i developed a relationship with a cashier who at first wouldn't let us use the bathroom, but ended up lending us 30 bucks to pay the locksmith because we left some of our money in the car and the locksmith was a buttnut who was ripping us off and wouldn't open the car until he had all the money.
on the way home i urinated inbetween a checkers fast food restaraunt and a pappa johns.
all in all, it was an awesome evening.
long story short, i spent an hour or so comfortably drunk at a 711 in seaside heights waiting for a locksmith. joe and i developed a relationship with a cashier who at first wouldn't let us use the bathroom, but ended up lending us 30 bucks to pay the locksmith because we left some of our money in the car and the locksmith was a buttnut who was ripping us off and wouldn't open the car until he had all the money.
on the way home i urinated inbetween a checkers fast food restaraunt and a pappa johns.
all in all, it was an awesome evening.