Ok, jst gotta get it out. I'm PISSED! I went downtown STL last night to celebrate my best friends' birthday. We party all night, and then took a Taxi to the Hyatt Regency and got two rooms.
Then the fun really begins. I leave the hotel at about 6am to go out to my truck to get another pack of cigs out of it. As I'm walking, I hear glass break, and I'm like WTF? I come around the corner and there's somebody reaching into my truck! It was MY glass breaking! When I yell and start running towards him he takes off.:mj:
So here I am with a broken out passsenger window. I get in my truck and drive it up to the front of the hotel and park it. I reach to grab my cigs and I slice my hand wide open on a random piece of glass I didn't see. So now I'm bleedin' like a mofo every (thin blood from drinking didn't help). I tell the hotel people outside what just happened and that I'm leaving my truck here b/c it doesn't have a window.
Then, to make it even more fun, I am awakened in my room today by 5 city police officers standing around my bed. They ask if I owned the truck. YES! I tell them what happened and they ask me to show them where it happened. So they cuff me and stick me in the car and I take them to where it happened.
Then, they take me into the station, why? B/c I was now apperently a suspect in a hit and run, robbery, and some other shit.:cuss: They towed my truck to impound and took pics of it, blah blah blah. Evidentally it was a "white truck" that was seen.
Well I'm home now, but it has been a long day, not to mention, I was sooo hung over all day. And actually still a little drunk.
Just had to get it out!
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Then the fun really begins. I leave the hotel at about 6am to go out to my truck to get another pack of cigs out of it. As I'm walking, I hear glass break, and I'm like WTF? I come around the corner and there's somebody reaching into my truck! It was MY glass breaking! When I yell and start running towards him he takes off.:mj:
So here I am with a broken out passsenger window. I get in my truck and drive it up to the front of the hotel and park it. I reach to grab my cigs and I slice my hand wide open on a random piece of glass I didn't see. So now I'm bleedin' like a mofo every (thin blood from drinking didn't help). I tell the hotel people outside what just happened and that I'm leaving my truck here b/c it doesn't have a window.
Then, to make it even more fun, I am awakened in my room today by 5 city police officers standing around my bed. They ask if I owned the truck. YES! I tell them what happened and they ask me to show them where it happened. So they cuff me and stick me in the car and I take them to where it happened.
Then, they take me into the station, why? B/c I was now apperently a suspect in a hit and run, robbery, and some other shit.:cuss: They towed my truck to impound and took pics of it, blah blah blah. Evidentally it was a "white truck" that was seen.
Well I'm home now, but it has been a long day, not to mention, I was sooo hung over all day. And actually still a little drunk.
Just had to get it out!
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