Funny Friday
a short story of two dudes recalling their night
Sunday morning, we’re hung over on my buddies couch. Barbecue sauce on my titties.
For the sake of this story there will be no context outside of that. Now let’s get to it.
Two dudes seen from last night come into the room and someone asks how their night went.
One begins to describe how they were leaving after having a 11dy5 beers the night prior.
This is while they are packing up to go when the other begins to wince. Mr.11dy5 is immediately doubled over laughing.
Curiosity is killing these cats.
“Last night when we were leaving the party we decided to take a bike home. But we want to go ET style so Wince sat in the basket.”
He pauses for a second as he chuckles.
“We start going down this hill, the speed catches up and my hands are shaky but firm. But the basket is making a creaking noise. Then as I hit a bump the basket breaks through and I run him over.
At the bottom of the hill are two cops who watching the whole thing and all four of us are crying laughing. We don’t even consider if he’s in pain cause they saw how cooked we were and we put the bike back and walked away.
All around great night.”
The entire room sat there crying laughing for about ten minutes.
Talk about good ole drunk should’ve been a more serious fun.