If you don't wanna read a long drunken story don't read this.

My buddy, that I've known for a few years and used to live with give's me a call. He's got a bottle of jose and want's me to join him for a good ole fashing getting fucked up night. So I drive out to his place and hve a shot with him. He decides we need to get some rocks to make a fire ring. I could tell he was kinda drunk wich should have made triggers go off in my brain cause he can drink me under the table and I ain't a light weight. We start driving around, get out of my truck, check shit out. Go to get back in the truck and he's in the drivers street. He hasn't had a license in a couple years, but I was only a little worried. I let him drive. After killing it about three times we start rolling. He then drives right into the ditch. The ditch drops off about one foot down for every foot it goes out away from the road. My 2wd truck is sitting on frame at this point. I remained calm, told him to chill, called his bro(also a real good friend of mine), and he was on his way with his truck and a chain. He then steals his neibors truck,(we were still close to his place, they wernt home) and goes to pull me out to fix his mistake. 'cept he did'nt have a chain so that was a lost cause. He walked back home(a block away) threw shit around for a while and then passwd out.

Long story longer my other bud comes with his truck and chain, only makes shit worse.

I had to call a wrecker. It took him an hour and a half to get the truck out, and $75.

My fender is crushed in, my door is dented in, mirror is ripped off, scratches all the way down the side.

I go back to the house and his GF says he drank half the 1.75L of Jose! In two hours!!

So I wanna kill the little fucker but he's like my bro. And I need a val.

I'm gonna make a pyramid out of my case o beer tonight, half way there.

get valium and snort it and chug beer man.