ok so i wake up from a little hour nap and im hungry as normal. I grab the car keys and head out. My late night weapon of choice is tacobell. As im leaving some guy calls me... its some jerk off who i havent talked to in a long time. He says "yo did u just leave tacobell [i say yes], why dont u come back and talk. Ive heard u got bigger then me" I tell him no thanks im tired and want to go home. Then i notice that my steering wheel is shaking. Its getting progressively worse... then i start to hear the flat tire sound. So i pull off the road and jack up the car. I take the spare out and as i look at the spare it looks kinda soft as well, but i try it anyways. Yep u guessed it the spare was just about flat when i set the car down. So hear i am at 11pm with no shoes on or a working tire. I desided to call my dad. Then we took the spare to the gas station and filled it with air. I nursed the car back home. But really all that for a ****ing chicken quesadilla :?: