I was goig to put this in the "Dirty Little Secrets" post, but I don't think anyone will believe me.
I once went to a bush party and got wasted. I then convinced a friend of mine to give me a ride back to town. When the time came to go, I found him passed out in his truck. I had to work, I had to open and I had the keys, so I pushed him over and started driving. Then I nailed a deer; blood and guts all over the place. I thought I was so busted, but my buddy never woke up. I know this sounds like BS, but I swear to Jebus it's true. I pulled him back into the drivers seat, stuck the truck in drive, yelled "LOOK OUT!" and slammed my hand on the dash. He awoke with a start, hit the brakes and started cursing. Then he looked at me and said " Dude, I didn't even know I was driving." That was 14 years ago and I'm still in the clear.
I once went to a bush party and got wasted. I then convinced a friend of mine to give me a ride back to town. When the time came to go, I found him passed out in his truck. I had to work, I had to open and I had the keys, so I pushed him over and started driving. Then I nailed a deer; blood and guts all over the place. I thought I was so busted, but my buddy never woke up. I know this sounds like BS, but I swear to Jebus it's true. I pulled him back into the drivers seat, stuck the truck in drive, yelled "LOOK OUT!" and slammed my hand on the dash. He awoke with a start, hit the brakes and started cursing. Then he looked at me and said " Dude, I didn't even know I was driving." That was 14 years ago and I'm still in the clear.