So this weekend was very eventful. My boyfriend and I decided that we wanted to have some fun this weekend. Well, when you start off a weekend by thinking that, it never ends good. We got invited to one of my boyfriends friend's party. I'm not going to say his name because he didn't want it getting out. Anyway, we showed up around 10 and everyone there was sitting on tail gates or sitting around the fire. Everything was going pretty good. We were making smores and drinking some beer. I decided not to drink that night because I was going to be the D.D. Well that turned out to be the best route for me that night. About 11:30 we saw headlights coming down the dirt road to where we were sitting. All of a sudden, a huge spot light was shinning on us like we were god or something. As soon as that light hit us, of course we knew what it was, the cops. And there was those three dumbass people who thought they could get away running. I started freaking out because I had never got into trouble by the cops before in my life. Well very long story short, I was the only one who didn't get a consumption ticket. Since I didn't get a ticket I didn't get to keep my straw, which I was pretty upset about! Anyway, the kid whose house we were at decided to be one of the dumbasses who ran, but he finally came out of hiding as soon as he knew the cops knew who's house it was. The most dramatic part of that night was the disrespect of the beer. It all had to be dumped out. I know that I didn't get a ticket or anything but it's still a fun story to tell. Another part in the story I left out was a old guy watched me pee behind a barn. GROSS!! And since cops always come in packs there was 6 county and city cops for an 8 person party!! yay, how fun right? But we dicided to go hit up another party right after we had the right to go! So just watch out for the popos on the loose!