Once again Nebraskan is in the icy grasp of troubl
Current mood: distressed
So here's the story: Once again, Nebarskan decided to go on a nice 'ol booze cruise, and since we got a 4 day weekend (no school friday or monday) I figured I'd get drunk 3 times. So thursday night was black metal and wine. Awesome night. Me, Schmyler_Taly (Tyler) and Stanleybach (Stan) drove into the forest, just us 3 (despite the numerous people who kept inviting themselves to come who we didn't allow it because no one else in our school listens to/understands black metal) so we lit a a bunch of candles and let the black metal and wine take it's effect. So when stanleybach went home his mom caught him, and schmyler_taly couldn't remember if he took a country road or highway home, and I had candlewax all over in my car because they candles went out every time we opened a door/window of the car, and because of our intoxication we forgot that the wax would still be liquid whenever we went to re-light the candles lol.
The next day (friday) was my great grandmother's funeral, and also my parent's 21st anniversary. Last week my parents told me not to go anywhere on their anniversary, but I did anyway. So 3 of us drove to Lincoln: Me, Tyler, and Matt. We got a 24 pack of beer (Miller Genuine Draft, it's good shit) and a bottle of rasberry pucker for another matt, the one we call "stoner" though he doesn't smoke weed. He didn't ride with us to Lincoln because he was tired, so while we got the alcohol he was napping.
We started drinking as soon as we hit a gravel road. We got to stoner's house and gave him his pucker, then drove around drinking, and headed to a town about 7 miles from ours called Weeping Water (population= around 1,000 people) to hang out with some girls. (The hottest one didn't fuck me ) My parents called me while we were in Weeping Water, at which point I had consumed 9 beers, and I had chugged 4 of the 9 (and still wasn't drunk). The parents told me to get my ass home.
So we started heading home, me & tyler (who had had 8 beers and wasn't fully drunk) & matt (who was drunk from about 4 or 5 beers) and stoner (who had drank 3/4 of his pucker bottle, buzzed). Stoner put his bottle of Pucker in the back of my jeep, and I told him to put it in my fishing tackle box, but he said I could do it later. We got to the place where we all parked and matt and stoner got in matt's car & drove around, me & tyler stayed in my jeep and drove around, talking about the usual stuff; girls, beer, music, boobs, girls, fishing, girls etc. So we encountered the other car when we were driving around, but they didn't have their headlights on. We thought nothing of it, other than that they were being dumbasses.
So we continued to drive around for a while and saw a cop in town talking to some guy on the street. At that point we decided to go home. We were driving to the parking lot when a car sped up to my bumper. 2 blocks away from the parking lot the cop turned on it's cherries. We were right in front of one of my friends' house. So we pulled over for the cop and he asked my for the license and registration, etc. He then asked me to step out of the car. I went and sat in the front seat of the copcar and he told me that he was in town because of a car driving around without it's headlights on, and that he pulled me over for having too dirty of a license plate (he couldn't read it, nobody could lol ) I then started the field sobriety tests. I started out good, but then I messed up on one. I blew a .087 in the breathalizer, and Nebraska's legal limit is .08, and for minors it's .02.
He called another cop over and he was questioning tyler, apperently he was being an asshole. He shined the light in the back of my jeep and saw stoner's pucker. He put it on the hood of the first cop's car. The first cop then cuffed me and sat me in the back seat, but I was too big for the door to close so I sat in front (the car had a cage built in).
So I go to court on June 22nd. I probably won't be drinking for a while either I then went to the county jail and blew a .069, which means I still get to keep my license for now. I got my mug-shot (I was wearing an Iron Maiden t-shirt lol) and my dad came to get me. It was nice of him to bail me out, but he ripped me a new one in the car.
Anyway, moral of the story: Don't settle for not fucking the hot chick.
My penis recommended me some awesome jazz music the other day. I was so proud of him that I pet him until he got sick and threw up.
I still have not gone to Canada to kill a moose with an authentic Native American hatchett, but someday I might. I love boobs, they brighten my day .
I need to get drunk again, it's been since I got suspended that I got fully drunk. Maybe next time I'll get so drunk that I drive up to Canada whilst listening to some recommended jazz with my penis while looking at some boobs and kill a moose with an authentic Native American hatchett.
I got banned.
Shit.
Reasons: Well one kid was asking what we were going to be for Halloween & I said I was going to cover my naked body in Icy Hot. Then some kid made an Insane Clown Posse thread in the pit, where it doesn't belong, and I said "They fucking Suck!" (+1 anybody?). The only real reason I'm posting this blog is so I know when my ban is getting nearer to its end. Until then I'll be floating around other forum websites (colbertnation, NILE forums, MXtabs ) , but at the same time, .
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