this is how it goes...

Thanks AZ for the inspiration ....

A long long time ago (7 years) in a far away place (Lima) there was once this super drunk girl (me) who decided to get a little (w)reckless (this is the key word in the story).



I was out drinking with some of my peeps on some random Saturday about seven years ago in a crappy hometown bar called the Mirage. The night up to "LAST CALL" is not really memorable, it is the walk back to the car that gets interesting. So myself and three of my guy friends are walking down the alley behind the bar to where our cars are parked, in the police station parking lot next to the bar, we were laughing and carrying on and for some un-Godly reason we started singing Over the Rainbow .. who knows?? But there was a gaggle of girls behind us who apparently did not appreciate the serenadtion (I know this is not a word but I don't care). Since I was the only girl in my group I was singled out by these hags and somehow or another things between us escalated fairly quickly into a screaming match. My guy friends were trying to encourage me to "Get the Fuck in the car jjs" and after I felt I had made my point that the hags were hags I did get into the car. As I was pulling away one of those bitches ripped off my car antenna, well this just pisses me right the fuck off and in my drunken state I realize no consequence so I throw my car into reverse and run the bitch over. That's right folks I ran a girl over with my 1990 Chevy in a police station parking lot.

And that's that.

This story is dedicated to my good friend PS.