For those who didn't hear me tell it on Skype....

When I first moved out I lived with two of my best friends and one of their girlfriends. This was a real party house, we were the only ones out of our group of friends that had their own place. So basically one second we'd be sitting there and the next there would be like 20 people there and an unplanned party would break out. Anyway this blonde girl starts coming around to the parties, best friends with my friend's girlfriend. We get to talking, one night end up making out she goes home but comes back the next day. We pretty much pick up where we left off until somebody asks us to go to the store for a beer run and we do. We get back and she says she left her purse in my car so I give her my keys, next thing I know her and my car are fucking gone. I end up having to call the cops to get my car back which didn't happen until about a week later. The cops then explained that the girl traded my car for cocaine and the guys she traded it to had used it in a robbery which explained why there was so much unused ammo in the glove box.




If it isn't that one it would have to be the time I got totally trashed, drank too much Caribou Lou and ended up spending the night in the bathtub. HOWEVER before that "Sexy Back" by Justin Timberlake came on and for some reason I surprised everybody at the party with the brain.



All while singing my cover of Sexy Back, "I Have a Sexy Sack".