here's the deal. Me one roommate that i think shall end up being gay someday had a friend die a long time ago from a drunk driver..
he think i drove home drunk one night just because i went downtown and came home.. (I had 3 drinks all night, was done by 11, and drove home at 3) (I know that one other night i was drunk plorsting, and I learnt my lesson then, and this isn't the time he's mad atbout )
Now everyone in my cot dang life has asked me about me driving drunk, and making sure i be safe en sech.. feels like i be getting judged wherever i go
Even me new lady friend was warned about me drunk driving!
I get to punch the little bitch in the face fer starting this, right?
Yeah I feel for you youngsters today. When I was your age I got pulled over drunk quite a few times and usually was told to take the car home and don't let them catch me out again that night.
One real bad night the cop made me park the car and gave me a ride home and threatened to throw me in jail the next time.
Now you lose your license and spend hundreds of dollars on fines and lawyers.
Plus it is only the grace of God that I did not kill someone. I woke up once and had lost my entire exhaust system and had pieces of railroad ties stuck in the undercarriage of my car. That was a blackout I couldn't remember. It could of been waking up to find blood all over my car.