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Alright I have just had one of the most traumatic experiences of my adult life. My little sister had a b-ball game close to where I live and so I tell my mother that after her game I would hitch a ride home with her to stay with my parents for the weekend. Well, I get the call to come outside that they are at my apartment.
I notice that it is my mother's friends large Cadillac SUV so I hop in and every seat is full, 7, filled with all of my mother's friends. My ex, her mother and my mother are friends, was driving. Well I knew they had been to On the Border earlier for drinks before the game and yes they were giddy. We drop off the ex at her apartment and guess whose turn it is to drive...me...since I was not intoxicated
Well as soon as she left...those broads went crazy. They made me go across town to a Mexican food place to get them food...at friggin 9 at night like a bunch of college drunks. They were yelling at me how to drive, laughing their butts off, and telling lame weiner jokes. Well we get out of town and they start talking about rumors and their vaginas and ****
I then noticed that they had a bottle of banana rum and had been spiking their drinks
Those 6 ladies finished off an entire bottle of rum They then proceeded to talk about how I need a girlfriend and talking about how I needed to get back with my ex...whose mom was in the car.
It was horrible...I am scarred for life.
I notice that it is my mother's friends large Cadillac SUV so I hop in and every seat is full, 7, filled with all of my mother's friends. My ex, her mother and my mother are friends, was driving. Well I knew they had been to On the Border earlier for drinks before the game and yes they were giddy. We drop off the ex at her apartment and guess whose turn it is to drive...me...since I was not intoxicated
Well as soon as she left...those broads went crazy. They made me go across town to a Mexican food place to get them food...at friggin 9 at night like a bunch of college drunks. They were yelling at me how to drive, laughing their butts off, and telling lame weiner jokes. Well we get out of town and they start talking about rumors and their vaginas and ****
I then noticed that they had a bottle of banana rum and had been spiking their drinks Those 6 ladies finished off an entire bottle of rum They then proceeded to talk about how I need a girlfriend and talking about how I needed to get back with my ex...whose mom was in the car.It was horrible...I am scarred for life.
