Memorial Day

Went to Mad Hatters for Memorial Day with Dan, Brad, Jess, Dennis, Joe, and Kate. There we bared witness to several of the most scantily clad, sexually charged girls dancing all over the bar. Dennis almost got in a fight with two of them over the jukebox selections. Upon leaving we headed for Qdoba. Dennis got raw and decided he'd take the five of us guys to Brats for some car bombs. The girls didn't follow (cuz girls suck) and waited outside. Eventually we made it to Qdoba and sat down to eat. As everyone was finishing up a girl, who we latered discovered to be named Jenny, sat down at our table. Jenny was about as drunk as I've seen anybody for a long time. She had troulbe eating her burrito (lord knows how she ordered it in the first place) and was getting cheese and rice in her hair. She fell on the floor several times spilling stuff everywhere. She had a digital camera on her so we took some pictures for her. I also tried calling somebody on her phone, to no avail. At one point she went to the bathroom and upon returning it appeared as though she had, ahem, wet herself. We got her outside and Dan tried walking her home. He got about a block away when he called my phone. I looked up to see her lying on the ground and him laughing. A cop rolled by and got out to investigate. She told the officer a bunch of incoherent stuff and then asked if he wanted her ID. He said sure, and then she handed him a Visa card. He finally got her in his car and home, presumably. Wow. What a Memorial Day.