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Originally Posted by WhateverDude
Still, yer keys and wallet and shoes? kinda important stuff right there. she could've mailed it to you.
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Then there was the part where me and my friend who I'd driven there with (not the gay dude) were too drunk to drive, so we took a nap in his car on the side of the road by her house, and we forgot to close the gate to her yard, so her two dogs went running out into the street. Luckily it was a quiet residential area with little through traffic. We got them back and put them back in the yard, and thought that the gate was closed, but then they got out again, and we were too drunk to figure out what was going on, so we called the girl, who then had to wake up and come close the gate on the OTHER side of the house that we had forgot even existed. I imagine she was kind of fed up with us (especially me) by that point.