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Been There... Done That!
I got stopped and Mickey took off. I pulled off to the side of the freeway and was terrified because of the beer, but the patrolman ran up to the car and told me to follow him. He was in a hurry to get going after Mickey. He took off and I started to follow. I turned to Bob and told him to toss the beer. I’m telling you, he threw that case of beer so damned hard out the car window that it hit the guardrail and exploded and came right back on top of the car.
When we got to where the highway patrolman had stopped Mickey, you could literally smell the beer on the car, it was that strong. I pulled up in front of the cars and walked back with my driver’s license in hand. I asked the patrolman why he stopped me and he confirmed that it was because we were together and he told me my friend needed to be told to slow down. I thought, yeah, I’ll tell the son of a bitch to slow down.
We finally got home, weary from the road, needing to sleep a little while, get some fresh clothes and pick up the contract for the Off Broadway. I walked in the door to find people crashed out and sprawled everywhere. We had left a girl who had her baby with her to watch over the house, thinking that it would be safe with just her, but it was pretty clear these people had been partying. The place was a wreck and they were everywhere, a bunch of damn hippies.
I had to step over them to get to the kitchen where the phone was and while going through our mail looking for the contract, I saw we had received a phone bill for over $6,000. Apparently everybody had been using that line for long distance and overseas charges. I got mad and announced that everyone had to the count of ten to get their asses out of place. Not getting the response I wanted, I
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