I thought about an old friend today and how most people would think I was making up stories if I told them certain things about her.
Do you have true stories that are so cliché or resemble bad sitcoms a little too much? Are the story lines just a little bit too predictable for most people to believe?
Let’s hear them. Remember, no embellishing and no “heard it from a friend of a friend”. You can change names and places but nothing else.
Here’s mine:
Gina’s life began as a cliché. Her biological mother wrapped her in a blanket and left her on a doorstep. She never knew her real date of birth, where she was born, or anything about her real family.
She moved down the street when we were in junior high school and we became good friends. There was a group of us that were inseparable and she fit right in.
Around 10th grade we started smoking pot - A LOT. One rainy night Gina and I decided to drive down “cow road” (we lived out in the sticks) and smoke a bowl. There the two of us were, sitting in a daze, cruising down the road at about 40 mph, when “BAMM!” I am thrown onto the floor, Gina falls on top of me, and the stinky water from the bong pours all over the two of us. The car is no longer moving.
WTF!!!
The two of us climb back into our seats, laughing our asses off, and wondering why the seat is leaning at such a weird angle. We finally put two and two together and figure out the front right tire has fallen off. Still laughing uncontrollably, we try to figure out what we should do. It is dark and the rain is just pouring down. I ask, “where’s the tire? Do you see it out there?” Which of course puts us into additional pot induced fits of laughter.
Then, and this is the part I am always afraid people won’t believe, . . . . and then we see some headlights coming up from behind. They slowly pass us, then we see the red tail lights pop up into the air, the brake lights come on and it stops.
“Whooooooooooa Gina, I think that car ran over your tire.” We laugh harder.
We look up and there is a big cop with a very pissed off look on his face, rain rolling down his head and into his big cop mustache, wheeling the tire back to Gina’s car. This makes us laugh even harder! He knocks on the driver side window, Gina’s opens the widow causing a big wiff of pot and bong water to hit him in the face, then he asks “Did you girls lose something?” For some reason, we find this very funny.
By now we are laughing so hard we are holding our crotches so we don’t pee our pants.
He drove us back to Gina’s, walked us to the door so he could tell her dad to fix the tire, turned and fell ass first off the porch into a huge bush getting stuck with his feet in the air. OMG it was funny, especially the “aaaaaahhhhhhh” sound he made when he first started falling.
The two of us ran to the bathroom - Gina didn’t quite make it.
Her dad stayed to pull the cop out.