Cheap Dinner
This shit really sucks.
The other day I thought it would be a fun idea to buy a pint of some cheap-ass vodka and decided to, as the expression goes, “drink my dinner.” No, really, I had less than five dollars and bought some soda and vodka instead of food. What the hell was I thinking?
So, on an empty stomach, away went my dinner.
After consuming my dinner, I went to the local coffee shop, which proved to be a waste of time. No one and nothing interesting. Good thing I came up with the brilliant idea to go for a stroll in the middle of the night…
Next thing I remember, I was being arrested for having taken change out of an unlocked car. Mind you, I was very intoxicated at this point and probably well above the .08 limit. At least enough over to force the officer to catch me a few times.
I remember being fingerprinted.
I remember being cuffed to a bench.
I remember being transferred to the holding cell.
I don’t remember what happened in the cell.
I remember the rest of my time in jail.
Moral of the story, I am royally screwed. Why, you ask? Well, I was reading all these blackout stories and realized that when I go to court next week for a Class 2 Felony of Burglary and I can’t even remember burglarizing the car, I am fucked.
Holy shit.
- Submitted by Wasted Willy
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