Ok so my friend tells me to get ready and not to ask any questions. Says it will be the greatest time. I tell him i got a lot to do on sunday and i cant be out late. He says no problem.
We start driving north... FOR 3 1/2 HOURS!
Then we get to Daytona and hes like we're going to a hanger party (party in a airport hanger).
Things that went wrong during the night:
1.) At the hanger party we were the ONLY white people. (i dont have a problem with black people, but i dont like being in 99.5% thug life)
2.) One of the guys with us stole beer from a gas station (they were all 21 and had money... dumb ass!)
So that was a big thing with the people who worked there
3.) We stoped at this pizza place at 2:30am and there was a homeless guy whos pointing out the local prostitutes saying hes had all the ass around here.
Then the guy making our pizza was stoned and forgot to give it to us when it was ready.
4.) We went to this kids Apt to sleep... and there was no where for us to sleep.
So i said screw this im taking everyone home. So i start back on the 3 1/2 hour drive at 3:40am. I start to fall asleep at 5:00 behind the wheel so i pull over into a truck stop till 7:30am. Then John takes over the driving and i fall asleep in the back... only to be awaken when we are being pulled over because he was going 105mph. Now i just got home and im tired as hell. My sunday is shot and today is chest day!