okay here it goes..my excuse for missing the meeting.
well, i had all honest intentions of going, but i realized that no one else was home. SO, being resourcefull like i am, i grabbed the keys and hopped in the car. So i was driving along, going the speed limit as not to get pulled over because i only have my permit, when out of the blue, i see a police car. So, immediatly i flip out, and start driving faster. He flips on his blues. Fuck. (can i say that in this story?) So i hop on the interstate, and there we ahve it, a high speed chace (i'm doing 150 ) and the cops are right on my back. So i reach over in my glove box, and remove the .44 magnum that is kept there for circumstances just like these. I lay it on the seat next to me. Then, I hook up my iPod, and start blasting NWA's version of Fuck the Police (can i say that in this story too?) Then i start to slow down, and they think they're going to catch me, but i'm smart, so i hit the restricted access crossway thing, and get going in the other direction. Meanwhile, i fire a few shots at the folllowing police cars. They return fire, and eventually catch me by laying down those spike mat things. damn. So they cuff me, read me my rights, search me (strip search, and ooo was that police officer hot...(yes it was a girl))(can i say that in my story?) So finally they haul me into the police office, and i explain the situation and they were like oh, well i guess you have a good reason for doing all of that...and then they gave me a police escort to Pizza Hut, but by the time that I got there, it was closed and i had missed the meeting.
actually in reality i thought that we were joking about the whole meeting thing, and I went over to hannah's and we umm watched a movie.
i like the other story better...:-p
let's plan another one.