Let ME tell YOU

Before I tell you guys the best drunk story I have ever heard in my life, I want to fill you in on this dress! It is Ebs! I was so happy to come home on Wednesday and find this box with lovely stuff in it, an amazing mixed CD, an issue of a really cool mag called "Frankie", and cute clothes that I can't wait to play with :) I also got the most awesome postcard known to man from Tess. It has a chic dresses as a viking, as in a viking hat and pointed gold cones over her boobs with a googled eyed moose behind her. Kyle gives me the mail and says "I like Minnesota!" lol! I am going to have to find a really really good one to send to her. 

So most of you guys know that I hangout with my neighbors a lot. We actually call our apt complex, Melrose Place. Friday night was a night to remember. My neighbor Rob had some friends over because they were going to the Ween concert at the theater that evening, and called me outside to hangout for a bit before the show. I called the guys over, and soon enough all of the neighbors had come home and we were all having a few drinks. Then Rob and his friends headed to the show, two of the girls headed to dinner, and I had a few more drinks with the guys before we headed to play pool at the bar by the apartment. The plan was to meet up at this bar, and play some shuffle board. Well that never happened. We all finally met up at the apartment, by this time Kyle was home, and within minutes the cops were called because we were too noisy. As the cop was telling me to get everyone to be quiet, the guys were setting up beer pong, so the cop took down my name. I told him "Sara Astley", he said "Ashley?" I said "No, Astley, like the singer, Rick Astley!" He smiles and shakes his head. So I decided to start singing "Never gonna give you up" and dance in a circle. By that time, he was laughing and just tells us to keep it down and left. Meanwhile, Rob's friends were in a panic because they lost one of their friends.

After calling around, they went in for the night and so did the rest of us. At 9:45 in the morning, I get a text from Rob. Apparently, they found the guy and he has to tell me the story in person. So when Kyle and I see him outside later that day, we get the scoop.

The guy walked from Royal Oak to Berkley, tried opening a bunch of doors, found a house that was unlocked, (he was so wasted he does not remember any of this) gets inside, makes a pizza, somehow puts the oven on "clean", then passes out on their couch. Rob gets a phone call the next morning, and the cops tell him what happened. The poor guy didn't even know why he was in jail. After bailing him out, they get him in the car and he gets yelled at by everyone. As soon as it is quiet, Rob asks him "So, what kind of pizza was it?"

I don't think I ever have laughed so hard in my life. It is really cool of the owners of the house to decide not to press charges. But still, that guy is never going to live it down. WAY too funny. 

Now I have to hurry up and get a bunch of stuff done since my parents and Kyle's family are heading over tonight. 

~Toodles. 

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