nexttuesday

So we went out singin last night and got wasted. My buddy Jeff came with, he played designated driver. After singin we came back and played Rockband for a bit. Somewhere around 3:30 he left. We all went to sleep.

At about 4:30 Kat wakes me up with this:

Kat "Tues, wake up. The cops wanna talk to you"
Me "Huh?"
Kat "Dude wake up, the cops are here and theyre asking for you"
Me "WTF??? Dude are you fucking with me"
Kat "NO, the cops are here right now and theyre asking about Jeff"

Totally confused and still drunk I step outside to talk to these cops. They immediately start grilling the fuck out me. Pounding out the questions about what we did, where we went, anything they could possibly ask about Jeff. Course I was getting pissed cuz I dont like being asked questions and they wouldn't tell me what was going on.

After making me feel like I was an axe murderer and still not telling me why they were here, they left. Course I call Jeff thinking he's dead or something. Here he got sideswiped on the way home and the guy that hit him said that Jeffs passenger was throwing rocks out the window. Jeff was alone, the dude was just trying not to get in trouble.

The cops woke my ass up and grilled me just to find out if my buddy had a passenger. Really?!?!?!? Fucking fucktards. Disturbing my sleep like you're fucking important. HMMMPH!