A bunch of us used to always go to the beach for the summer holiday, Memorial Day, forth of July…etc. well this one time we were there it was a bunch of couples and this one guy named Brian. Brian decided he was going to go to a party at his cousin’s cabin on the other end of the beach while we stayed at our cabin and hung out. Several hours later a very drunk Brian stumbles back to the cabin talking about how the people at the party stole his keys. Jason and our friend John Michael being about as drunk as Brian decide to go over to that cabin and retrieve the keys. Me and John Michael’s wife Kristen stay back at the cabin so we can wait for the cops to call when they arrest these drunk fools.
Off they went, and me and Kristen waited and waited…finally about 45 minutes later they show back up and tell us this story…
So we walk in there and find that everyone is asleep so we John Michael starts to slap
People asking for the keys, while Brian and Jason are looking for them.
With no luck in finding the keys we head down stairs and load up the truck with all their
Ice and charcoal and get out of there with the quickness.
We all sorta laughed at the fact that they didn’t get their asses kicked for going over there and not getting caught for stealing all their ice and charcoal, in the morning when Brian went back over to the cabin to get his truck and keys the people told him they didn’t want him driving in his condition and that is why they took his keys. Brian made it sound like he was jumped and the keys were stolen and all hell had broken loose, but alas his cousin was just trying to be considerate and care for drunk ass with no sense. The bright side of this story is we didn’t have to go to the store, since we were plenty stocked up on ice and charcoal.
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