Posts
Wednesday night, November 26th as told by Stevenfay:
The night began innocently enough. I was picked up by Tony and Orris and they took me back to 'The Neath'. Shortly afterwords we took to the streets of his neighborhood with me smoking a 'Swisher' that Orris had bought for me earlier and Tony and Orris smoking legitimate cigars. Next, we met up with Nils and upon returning to Tony's house and obtaining the unkraut we set our sights on the Holiday gas station in order to acquire snacks for an epic evening of craziness.
Upon reaching the Holiday we ran into some old Hopkins alums. Taylor Hines (Jonah Hill), Carson Kloos, Matt Freeman and Brandon Stein, all of whom were most likely high. We obtained the snacks, myself deciding on tropical Mike & Ike's and Squirt to drink and headed off to a nearby park to smoke the unkraut.
After deciding that although it would be quite awesome to 'hot box' Nils' car, we ultimately concluded that it probably would not have been a very good idea. We instead decided to smoke outside sitting on some park benches.
After getting exceedingly high from what Tony assured us was, "Some high quality college shit." We decided to retire once again to Nils' car to eat our snacks and wax poetic about things such as the music on the radio and the garbage can on top of the hill that looked like the silhouette of a person in the moonlight.
Once inside the car Tony claimed that his legs wouldn't stop shaking and Orris couldn't stop swaying back and forth to the music. Nils kept making a pumping motion with his hands which I asserted looked like he was trying to start a string-trimmer. I kept asking Orris for ruffled chips and lying about breaking them or loosing them on the floor so I could get more. I don't think I ate any of them.
Then upon the urging of Tony, I launched into several impressions one of which was Louis Armstrong. Upon finishing my rendition of "When the Saints Go Marching In" Tony and Orris claimed that it was amazing and Nils remarked that he couldn't even believe that the sounds came from me.
Next, after listening to some Pink Floyd which was appropriately low-key. I had the great idea that we should listen to some fast-paced music. Tony warned us that it was not a good idea but I really wanted to see what it would be like and Nils was curious as well. Upon blasting the new fast-paced music my attention was momentarally broken by headlights that I could see in the distance driving up through the park towards us.
When I assumed that it was the cops we all got very quiet and Orris quickly turned the music off while Tony had the good notion to hide any traces of the unkraut. When the cop car stopped and the officer got out and approached the window with a flashlight I was convinced that we were screwed.
Nils: (rolling the window down)
Officer: So, what are you guys doing out here?
Tony: We're just hanging out, eating some snacks.
Me: Yeah... (I felt that I should add something so as to prove that I wasn't really high but for some reason that was all I could add)
Officer: Have you boys been drinking tonight?
Everyone: No sir. (Good thing he didn't ask the other question, because one of us would have said yes while the other three said no)
Officer (to Nils): Can I see your license? Is this your car?
Nils: Yeah. (Dammit Nils, that's not even Nils being high that's Nils being excessively proud)
Officer: Really?
Nils: No, I mean... it belongs to my parents. We're all down visiting from college.
Me: Yeah, he's visiting. (I said pointing to Nils who goes to the U of M... good thing that the officer didn't ask what college Nils was visiting from.)
The police officer informed us that the park closed at 10:00 whereas we were there around 2 AM and then asked Nils for his insurance. Orris looked in the glove compartment to try to find it but couldn't. The officer then turned his attention to the back of the car and Tony and I.
Officer: How many of you are in there?
Tony (pointing at each of us with his finger): Four.
Officer (to me): Could you roll the window down there? (I completely ignore him for some reason which then leads him to tap on my window with his flashlight. I freak out and search desperately for the window switch, pawing at the side of the door, my legs, and even the other side of me on Tony's side. Nils saved me by quickly rolling my window down instead.)
Officer to Tony: What's that by your feet?
Tony: This? Just a roll of paper towels.
Officer: Alright you boys hang on for just a minute.
The officer then took Nils' drivers license and returned to his cop car. Nils was convinced that he was in serious trouble but Tony assured him that he wasn't. Then another cop car showed up and I really became convinced that we were in serious trouble. But I don't think that the other cop ever got out of their car.
The officer returned Nils' license to him and told us that we were fine but that that we should be on our way. He went back to his car and as the other cop car took off he waited behind us for a few minutes shining his lights through our back windows. I was freaking out because I thought that he expected us to drive away while he followed us to see if Nils made any driving mistakes but Tony assured me that this was just standard procedure.
After the last cop drove off Nils then calmly drove us all back to Tony's house. While we all felt was quite the feat given the state that we were all in from the unkraut and the run-in with the fuzz.
Back in 'The Neath' we brainstormed about the possible reasons that the police had spotted us. Perhaps it was because Nils' silver SUV was easily visible from the street that ran by the park. Or perhaps it was because Nils accidentally flashed his lights while trying to turn the radio on. Either way, we were all convinced that we had all dodged a bullet and in our baked states we were substantially pumped up.
Nils later remarked that he wished that the police officer had given us all breathalyzer tests so that he could tell the cop, "That's right I'm not drunk mother fucker!" Although I assured him that probably would have been a bad thing to say.
So yeah... there's my piece.
Friday, November 28, 2008
A Close Run-In With The Law
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Custom Search
.jpg)
0 comments:
Post a Comment