the thing was for like towing transport trucks. they had like a bed in the back and a mini kitchen. I agreed and he told me to go see his partner so I went over and the older guy to me to hop in the back. He told me it would just take a minute and that he would need me to pay him first. The big fat guy got out and I met him about halfway. the driver seemed like he was a large fat guy with a big beard and looked to be about 35-40 and the other guy with him was about 50 and looked to be in good shape and healthy. as he got closer I realized that it was a couple of guys driving.
about 15 minutes later a big truck rolled up I was surprised that it came so quick. So I did what I had to and called a tow truck. I guess I was going a bit fast and started to loose control of my car and ended up in the ditch. I live out in the country so it is always a safe drive tonight however there was a bad snowstorm. In my mind I knew that I shouldn�t be driving drunk but I had done it so many times that it didn�t matter to me any more. at the end of the night I guzzled my last beer and headed out the back door and staggered over to my car. I got real drunk and even did a bit of cocaine. All my buds were there and it was a great night. I was getting drunk at the local bar on a Friday night.
