First of all, I had absolutely no idea that it was Daylight Savings tonight, erm, this morning. So anyway, Mimo and I dropped off our brother at Dunkins around 1:20am. We decide we want some Taco Bell and figure we can make a quick run without anyone noticing we'd strayed from the path home. We get to the drive through and its packed with drunk driving assholes. Of course, its Saturday into Sunday and last call all around Manchester is 1a.m. (work in the pizza business and you learn these things). So what's cheap and fast? Taco Bell. Anyway, these two cars were trying to race each other into the drive through lane. Then a guy named Tommy came up to hit on Mimo, he asked her the dumbest fucking things. Hahaha, you should have heard her responses, hahah, he's going to go home and cry. So the car in front of Tommy DoucheFace's just parks and isn't moving from the intercom. Now there's like 10 fucking cars in line, and we're going to be in deep shit because its 2a.m. at this point. Then the Manchester Police show up. Of course the asshole parked at the intercom books it, right. Now Tommy DoucheFace and his friends are being questioned by the cops, they ask me if I've seen anything strange, I say no. HAHAHA. Then the driver in Tommy DoucheFace's car gets a talking to about drunk driving. He then has Tommy drive, and the cops tells him, "Go ahead and order your food, we'll see you on the other side."
