Oh, where to begin...the time I $#@! my pants in a restaurant on a date (with Mr Animal before we were married)....the time I went running up to my girlfriend's house and ran right into her sliding door much to everyone's horror(that was the cleanest glass ever)....the time I slipped and fell in the Walmart crosswalk carrying a big box of eggs (Christmas baking, I held up Walmart traffic
)...the time I was spinning my little nephew by one arm and one leg, lost control and sent his head through a storm door (he has a small scar
)....the time I was at a red light and my dog jumped out the car window - he wouldn't come back and I had no where to pull out of the road so there I am blocking traffic at a light chasing him around someone's yard when finally he hunched up and started taking a $#@! - oh, one of my neighbors was stuck in the traffic jam I caused and told everyone
.....the neighbor's mailbox I keep running over (seriously, I think I've taken the damn thing out 10 times (3x's in ONE MONTH, ffs - and once his whole $#@!ty band was in the garage drinking beer and came out laughing at me
)....the time I was skinny dipping and my elderly neighbor dropped by....
Those are a sampling of the sober stories, I'm fairly certain my drunken most embarrassing hits would get me at least an infraction.
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