Had a wild Friday the 13th. I went with two friends to Boston for a NIN concert. One of my friends got soooooo loaded. He drank strangers drinks right outta their hands, stumbled into a dozen people, pissed on a Boston PD cruiser, pissed in an ATM machine, stumbled into a sausage cart vendor, and knocked over one of the jesus freaks handing-out "you're going to hell" flyers.
Then, he dives face-first into the window of a 5-star fancy restaruant, horrifying diners. Then he gets hit by two taxi's while crossing the street -who of course fled the scene. He passed-out in the middle of traffic on the ground. Then I had to drag his carcass out of the middle of Boylston St. traffic and put his bloodied ass in the back of my beautiful Mark VIII. No blood stains on my leather luckily.
As I was leaving the parking garage, I took a wrong turn down a one-way... right into a Boston cop; who was fortuantely understanding and forgiving, and wrote me a warning for one-way violation. Lucky for me I didn't wind-up in jail this weekend.