Misc

Rik’s Quarter of a Century

On hitting such an old milestone and the rest of us fast approaching it, you’d think that we would have matured by now?! alas no…!

After driving to wood green and insisting that i shall not drink and enjoy an evening alcohol free, that was thrown right out of the window with the first pint. Many more followed, and then the shots were rushing in! Shane turns up to join us, and after a few drinks i get worried that about the car and consider that we should check where it is in case it needs moving before Shane gets too wasted.

As we go to the car, listening to some jazz which is now forever implanted into Shane’s head “bada bada ba, bada bada ba!!”. Alas we seem to have gotten side tracked drinking, hot-boxing the car and listening to music, until Rik’s message looking for us, i think we would have quite comfortably just passed out there!

Back in the pub the drinks flowed faster, but somehow and i can’t quite recall when it happened the pub closed and we left, found myself chasing Shane to a food shop and losing Rik somewhere, but no fear we head to the nearest pub and there he is , we’re sitting there drinking away as some random guys are checking out some random porn on an apple laptop over some wireless they hijacked.

Eventually all the pubs in the area are closed and we head back to my car, as we listen to more music Shane is in the back, and we proceed to further hotbox the car, at which point me and Rik are in the front chatting away and Shane seems to have passed out this is around 3am now, and Shane has to be at work in the morning

Me: er Shane…you OK
Rik: am sure he’s fine
Shane: *mumble*
Shane: shad i don’t think i can get home
Me: fuck it lets sleep in the car
Rik: *shrug* OK

So Shane couldn’t go home cus he was too fucked right? yet as soon as we decided we are to stay in the car, he got up and proceeded to dismantle the shit out of my car in an attempt to sleep in the boot, i had a tire in the back which he attempted to stick in the spare tire part under the car, little did he know it doesn’t fit, yet at this crazy hour in his state, Shane is rolling around under my car. Alas he failed at the tire business and then just chucked it under the car “don’t forget it tomorrow shad!”.

He then finds a box in my car and throws it out

Shane: you don’t need that
Me: ….er Shane….that’s my jack!
Shane: oh

I guess the alcohol was flowing freely inside me and all i could do was roll around laughing my ass off!

So Shane dismantles my boot, my rear seats, disposes of everything in the car one way or another and then jumps in the boot and goes to sleep, me and Rik pull back the front seats as far as we can to get some sleep. So so uncomfortable, next time i must remember pillows, duvet and sleeping bag to be kept in the car at all times! Had to keep switching the engine on so we can get some heat and stay warm!

We wake up at around 8:30 to random people walking around the car on the way to work, felt like shit, so we managed to get up, go the local cafe for something to eat and help with the hangover (and absorb some of the alcohol that’s clearly still inside all of us!).

Drive Shane to work.
Drive Rik home.
Drive myself home.

Slept all day Friday

Happy days