"this is the LAST TIME I let any of you in my vehicle!!!"
Here's to driving the getaway car, scaring other drivers, honking at Al and random people in parking lots, Aimee opening my car doors while going 50 miles an hour, Al blasting my radio to volumes I didn't think were possible, giving dirty looks to the hostess at the Olive Garden, strong drinks, and stopping dead in the middle of Ryders Lane in the dark to let Aimee and Al sprint to the Newells.
Aimee: Let us out! Left lane! Just stop, no ones comming!!!
Emily: Don't let them do this!
Al: Stop here! Stop here!
Me: No, we're going to die!
Emily: Don't!
[everyone yells at once]
Me: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! GET OUT! GO GO GO!!!!
[Al and Aimee sprint across several lanes of traffic in total darkness as my car screeches away]
Most of all, here's to another year of total insanity with these people. It's good not to have to grow up.
Aimee: Let us out! Left lane! Just stop, no ones comming!!!
Emily: Don't let them do this!
Al: Stop here! Stop here!
Me: No, we're going to die!
Emily: Don't!
[everyone yells at once]
Me: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! GET OUT! GO GO GO!!!!
[Al and Aimee sprint across several lanes of traffic in total darkness as my car screeches away]
Most of all, here's to another year of total insanity with these people. It's good not to have to grow up.