So there I was... 930 tonight, sitting in my room when I notice my cousin from outside the window. I go over to Tracy... we get to talking and she has let me know her boyfriend left around 5 and said hed be home at 7... she was worried as you guessed. WELL, the time flew we've called everyone- even the cab company and they couldn't get a hold of the driver... we were really worried now...and now it is 12:15am... we get into the car and drive to this bar.... As we were pulling up we realized just WHY we couldn't get a hold of the driver... he was IN the bar...just as we were going in the cab driver and her boyfriend walk out. At that time we didn't know he was the cab driver .... he said "Hey sexy ladies..." Anyways back to her boyfriend. Mind you, he is drunk off his ass... He  goes... "Dude... 14:20." and falls.  The whole ride home he is repeating the same sentance... "Dude... 14:20. I was seriously about to walk all the way home and I was thinking dude, this is going to be (pause) a long (pause) LONG walk home and then dude you were there and Ashley was there and then BAM theres my friend Guy, the cab driver." The ride home couldn't have been longer... meanwhile I am cracking up laughing, litterally falling out over her boyfriend and "his boy", Guy. He swears the driver wasn't in front of him. He then starts marching as though hes a soldier and I just can't go on...

I guess its one of those... you'd have to be there.

And now I'm home, had to break in... yet again.