When I left Tennessee to visit family in NY. I heard the same joke that everyone hears when they go away on vacation and it is try not to get arrested.
Well I am known for causing a little trouble now and then, but nothing that is going to end you up in jail (well minus the drunk tank) but I think we were close last night.
For this story you need a little background information. One of my best friends, Tiffany, is trading in her truck to buy a new car. This is due to the ass raping that we are all receiving from he increase in gas prices. This truck has been Tiffanys dream truck for as long as I have known her and saying that she was sad to see it go is an understatement.
Well last night a me, Tiffany and few of our friends decided that we should go to the fair in Cobleskill to watch a derby that have. Now Cobleskill is a small city close to where I live in Walton Ny and Cobleskill is home to some of the biggest rednecks in NY. A place where the men are men, the women are men and the sheep run scared.
Well due to a resent flood that destroyed all of the roads in the Catskill Mountain region we had to pretty much take back roads to Cobleskill. Now when I say back roads I mean one lane, dirt roads with a 30 foot cliff on either side.
Well we were running a little late so we all decided that Tiffanys brother would drive, because he knew the back roads the best and could take them at 60mph (not the posted 30mph). As we were flying down these back roads you could hear the dirt and rocks nailing the sides of the truck as it fish tailed around every turn. This was always followed by roar of laughter coming from Tiffanys brother, as she was pleading him to take it easy for fear of blowing a tire and destroying the truck. The only reply coming for her brother was hey I want to test drive your truck.
Well some how we made it to the fair in one piece and we watched the mayhem of a real redneck derby. We left the grandstands and headed for Tiffanys truck. When we got there Tiffanys brother was no where to be seen and since he had the keys we could not open the doors. So being bored and pretty jacked up from the night we started picking on Tiffany telling her ahhhh your trading in the truck anyways Ill open the door
As I said that I hit the window lightly with my elbow. This was followed banging noises as another one of our friends begin hitting the side of the trunk with his fists.
The moment we began the pounding on Tiffanys truck two state troops came out of no where. They were Mr. fake 80s looking mustache and his partner Mr. can I pull my pistol. We all stared at the two troopers dumbfounded.
What are you doing, is there a problem? Mr. can I pull my pistol yelled.
Tiffany replied um the doors are locked and my brother has the keys so we are waiting for him
I got a universal car key. Stated Mr. fake 80s looking mustache pulling out a slim jim
You could tell Mr. can I pull my pistol thought that we were trying to brake into this truck. And thought we should be pepper sprayed, thrown to the ground, hand cuffed and taken back to the station for intense questioning.
No we will just wait for my brother Tiffany replied.
Mr. fake 80s looking mustache said, Okay. And motioned for Mr. can I pull my pistol to follow him. As they walked away Tiffanys brother showed up and we told him about our run in with the law that we just had. We all jumped in the truck for the trip home going Tiffanys truck one more intense test drive. Oh I miss home
Well I am known for causing a little trouble now and then, but nothing that is going to end you up in jail (well minus the drunk tank) but I think we were close last night.
For this story you need a little background information. One of my best friends, Tiffany, is trading in her truck to buy a new car. This is due to the ass raping that we are all receiving from he increase in gas prices. This truck has been Tiffanys dream truck for as long as I have known her and saying that she was sad to see it go is an understatement.
Well last night a me, Tiffany and few of our friends decided that we should go to the fair in Cobleskill to watch a derby that have. Now Cobleskill is a small city close to where I live in Walton Ny and Cobleskill is home to some of the biggest rednecks in NY. A place where the men are men, the women are men and the sheep run scared.
Well due to a resent flood that destroyed all of the roads in the Catskill Mountain region we had to pretty much take back roads to Cobleskill. Now when I say back roads I mean one lane, dirt roads with a 30 foot cliff on either side.
Well we were running a little late so we all decided that Tiffanys brother would drive, because he knew the back roads the best and could take them at 60mph (not the posted 30mph). As we were flying down these back roads you could hear the dirt and rocks nailing the sides of the truck as it fish tailed around every turn. This was always followed by roar of laughter coming from Tiffanys brother, as she was pleading him to take it easy for fear of blowing a tire and destroying the truck. The only reply coming for her brother was hey I want to test drive your truck.
Well some how we made it to the fair in one piece and we watched the mayhem of a real redneck derby. We left the grandstands and headed for Tiffanys truck. When we got there Tiffanys brother was no where to be seen and since he had the keys we could not open the doors. So being bored and pretty jacked up from the night we started picking on Tiffany telling her ahhhh your trading in the truck anyways Ill open the door
As I said that I hit the window lightly with my elbow. This was followed banging noises as another one of our friends begin hitting the side of the trunk with his fists.
The moment we began the pounding on Tiffanys truck two state troops came out of no where. They were Mr. fake 80s looking mustache and his partner Mr. can I pull my pistol. We all stared at the two troopers dumbfounded.
What are you doing, is there a problem? Mr. can I pull my pistol yelled.
Tiffany replied um the doors are locked and my brother has the keys so we are waiting for him
I got a universal car key. Stated Mr. fake 80s looking mustache pulling out a slim jim
You could tell Mr. can I pull my pistol thought that we were trying to brake into this truck. And thought we should be pepper sprayed, thrown to the ground, hand cuffed and taken back to the station for intense questioning.
No we will just wait for my brother Tiffany replied.
Mr. fake 80s looking mustache said, Okay. And motioned for Mr. can I pull my pistol to follow him. As they walked away Tiffanys brother showed up and we told him about our run in with the law that we just had. We all jumped in the truck for the trip home going Tiffanys truck one more intense test drive. Oh I miss home
That was too close to the 'Boro for my liking.
But I do miss me some Toot's. My friend told me they've got one in Smyrna now, awesome!