Okay I'm back. What a messed up afternoon I had. After picking up my cigs and beer, I peddled over to my kid's school to pick up two of them. Well, I started riding off with them and I fell off my bicycle. The two of them were sitting on my handle bars and wouldn't stop moving. They're crying like a couple of girls, so I start spanking them to get them to calm down. So, the school principal decides to butt her nose into my business and comes over and says I appear to be drunk. I tell her that I don't even have a license, so what's the difference(it was revoked - drunk driving, disorderly conduct, damage to public property; leaving the scene of an accident, vandalism). She tells me that I can't transport my kids on the bike's handle bars. She goes to find the school resource officer. When she goes, I try to get them balanced on the handle bars and hold my beer at the same time. It's causing too many problems, so I just leave the kids and take off with my beer. Well, I get back home and the wife is all like, "where's the kids?" I tell her what happened and how I had to get the beer home and refrigerated. So, she's balling me out. I decide just to go down to the local bar to get away from all the drama. Well, I just woke up on the sidewalk about twenty minutes ago in a puddle of my own urine.
(thats how we keep the swimmin hole filled on them dry days! And you went and wasted it on a sidewalk?!)
What a day! I'm not sure how, but somehow I walked about three miles from my trailer. I just found my way back and I'm home now.