I had 2 super wild nights I don't think would be appropriate
to share here.
One I can share is the night I took 5 of my best friends to a Giants baseball game. I use to play tennis with the owner of Andersons TV at his mansion.
He gave me Sky Booth tickets that he shared with Roger Craig and Dwight Clark. FN Sky Booth seats overlooking Will Clark at 1st base. Well we soon found out that they sold bottles of booze to Box Seats guests.
Well we drank so mush that we ended up tearing up the place, got in a fight
and kicked out. I am now driving home with 4 friends in the back of truck camper shell and I am completely driving blind. A knock on the window,
"Dave has to piss" So I pull over on the side of 280 in Daly City to let him out. Well Dave also was on crutches at the time. Another knock on the window and I drive off. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK YOU LEFT DAVE
I Back up 500 yards and we are off again. We have 40 mile drive left and
we should be out of the city in 5 min. I can't drive I am so drunk. I managed to make the first rest stop 10 miles down and we all sleep for
30 min. We are off again, this time Andy is sitting next to me and throws up in my brand new truck. He holds his hand over his mouth and the puke starts shooting every where. OH MY GOD
I make it to within Los Altos city limits where most of us live and I have to pull over again to sleep it off.
No Accidents , No Cops
A MIRACLE
I paid though!
The puke from Andy stained every thing in my truck including the headliner.
and the smell