It was over a year ago and my best friend and I went to a concert. I got super drunk and my friend stepped up to the plate for DD duties.
I did a disfuctional walk all the way to the car and as soon as I sat in the passenger seat I laughed and announced “uh oh! I have the spins!”. My friend had to pull over a few times for me to be a lady and spread the liquor cheer with dim lit suburb neighborhoods a.k.a. Barf. After I took care of business I rolled down my window and hung my head out the window like a dog for 15 miles; second thought make it 23ish miles because I’m pretty sure I got my friend lost. I was no help because I was passed out with my head hanging out the window.
She finally made it to my parents house with a helpful phone call navigator. She woke me up and I walked in the house, made a quick stop to the bathroom to pray to the porcelain god one last time. After I was done I proceeded to my parent’s room to tell them I was home. I guess it was more of harassment because my dad just said “Go to bed drunkass!” Oh yeah it was a Sunday night and I had work the next morning.
Every once and a while I think of this story and laugh because of what my dad told me. I think its pretty funny. I woke up feeling chipper the next morning and I think my friend woke up tired, cold and un-entertained; but what a nice pal to drive my drunkass home.
*currently co-piloting from Oregon to Fresno CA completely sober laughing at myself in this dumb drunk story.