Here is my ride, pretty beat up eh?
Last year for Halloween my car blew up literally. We were on high way 96 coming east on to Lansing, hit a mettle pipe on the ground, the car spun around hit the nearest post and the engine caught on fire.
It was ridiculous. that it was halloween and I was already late for my party.
But this night was about to turn into a ridiculous awesome night with parties inside a Lansing limousine!
What the hell was I gonna do. Next thing you know I have my friend calling me up asking me where I am, and I’m freaking lost still 15 min before my towing company arrives.
Luckily it came in 5 min instead of the usual 30 min, managed to get the car off the road and back to the pound. it was bye bye to that car, I was glad I didn’t get hurt or cause any damage to other vehicle or people.
So the towing company helped me to get back to the house on Baily St. in East Lansing, where my friend was living. I went there told him what had happened and he was stunned.
Only one way to cure this shitty night he said. We were off to the halloween stores, selecting a costume for myself. It was nearing 9 pm and the party begins at 10 pm.
We had to hurry. I went to the back of the store and managed to snag a zombie costume. We hurried back to the house on Bailey and changed. On the way home we of course bought a 5th of Jack Daniels for good luck and good measure.
It was now pregamming on the way to the party at chandler’s crossing some apartment complex in the boondocks, like 25 min away from us. But we pre-gamed in the parking lot and now we were off to the races. Dressed up in spooky costumes we were about to make headway.
The best party to crash we thought now it was our turn.
Then one of the lady appeared that I met in class out of seemingly nowhere. She was dressed in some garnments which was first hard to make out. It was mix of alladin and picky snooki type of look. Her face wasn’t too bad actually but the costume was terrible.
We begin chatting as we approached the party, apparently she was headed to the same place. Now it was only then and there we had decided to take one more shot of Jack.
We were now feeling great and I had forgotten about the car incident earlier, seemingly like magic. It was magical powers of the booze and intoxicating atmosphere of college party scene. I was all for it.
Bob came out of the kitchen to greet us with the festive drinks. yep you guessed it. Jungle juice and this was made for no kiddies but for grown folks. it was basically very strong and I saw many kids simply parked next to this thing trying to wipe away their consciousness into darkness. We were now entering college black out district and the night was turning quite halloween.
THe girl I meant earlier in the night was leaving to another party and asked me to join her. I said sure why not as the party was starting to die down a bit. The crazy thing was she came with groups of friends in this crazy limousine rented from Lansing.
Now next thing you know I’m in a back of a limo with bunch of girls whom I’ve never met going to a another party. What the hell was going on I thought. But instead of fighting the experience I just allowed it. The girls were cute and it was 10 min into the ride, I noticed that my friend was no longer with me. He was still back at the previous party while I dragged away.
I thought of texting him but my phone was too far out of the reach… well it was in my pocket but by then I was pretty intoxicated and I had lost all sense of responsibility and good will for anyone but this girl I was talking to.
The limo took us on a ride for what seemed like hours next thing you know we were parked outside of what appeared to be a barn like bar. People started getting out of the ride and I was getting dragged to this bar which I’ve never been to. it read “whiskey barrel” oh great I thought, the whiskey that I am all too familiar with.
I entered the joined smelling like booze and perfumes. The girls were rushing to the dance floor but I was not really feeling it, I decided to go to the bar to get another drink. This time a bit stronger as now I was in foreign territory and did not feel like putting in the effort to socialize instead just get wasted!
so I did against my best conscious. somehow I still remember up until this point. but the KO came when the bar tender poured me a shot at the time what appeared to be quite harmless.
I took this shot like a man I am and that is the last of the night. Next thing I know I’m back in the ride, the girl is kissing me and I am kissing her.
Not sure how I regained consciousness at this point but it looks like a night that was quite shit with my car blowing up was turning back around. Somebody unseen was on my side again.
This is why I love this city and I love college I thought. I won’t go into details but the night was legendary and I did my business… twice.
Next morning I walked around campus like a champion and came home to my roommate hung over and asking me where the hell I went last night. To which I replied by saying, getting it inside a freaking limousine lol. It was pretty rad experience I tell ya.