so, basically, last night was my buddy's birthday.
we started at the tavern at the end of the world
the two of them were already halfway through a bottle of jameson
then, we moved on to the north end for cigars and scotch
we drove out to stoughton to hit alex's strip club.

we were absolutely done by the time we left around 12:30.
we don't really know what started the argument, but we got lost and we stopped the car at least twice so that they could throw punches at each other. they were threatening each other's lives and calling each other pussies. it was pouring fucking rain. the cops came once and asked us what we were arguing about because we were in some neighborhood in canton. we told them we were arguing about some girl shit. they were completely belligerent.

anyway, we get back on the road somehow and we were on some main street in canton and the car hydroplaned and we hit the curb. HARD. i probably bruised my ribs, my chest hurts a lot and i have all these seatbelt marks. the driver's shoulder is fucked up. we manage to get the car in a parking lot, there was a cop nearby that saw the whole thing. we're trying to change a flat tire, it's still pouring fucking rain and we're completely soaked. a tow truck shows up, another cruiser, they search the car, search us. find nothing except tons of unpaid parking tickets. the registration is expired. the fender is completely torn off.

they give the driver a $35 fine for "eating while driving", they tow the car to some lot, and put us in the back of cruisers and take us to the station. everyone was still really pissed. they take our IDs, call a cab for us and make us wait a while. so so fucking lucky.

the cabby took us up 93 to charlestown and then over to somerville.
the ride cost $79 plus tip.
they smoked cigarettes in the van by holding the door open while we drove down the highway.

the driver crashed on our couch and called in the claim this morning.
his insurance is hooking up a rental car.