I went out with my mom to a friend's party, got nice and toasted and went to bed by 9:30 pm. At 2:30 am my mom wakes me up and tells me my friend Nicole is here and wants to go out, so I quickly get dressed and we go out.
She was pretty drunk and she was driving around trying to find gas until she says screw it and we head back towards where the party is. So she's driving and a car behind us is an SUV and it blinding her so she pulls over to the side and the car pulls in behind her and blue lights start flashing. The cop pulls her over and I had a great story planned, but she went with her own crappy story. I could tell the guy wanted to let us go, he asked me if I had anything to drink tonight and I said no (lie!). He gave me a breathalyzer and I blew a .130 even though I had quit drinking about 5 hours earlier. He tested her and she blew a .170, he asked me where I lived and I literally pointed out my house. He told me that if I could get someone to pick us up and drive her car (who wasn't drunk) we could go, but we had to hurry or she would go to jail, have her car towed and probably lose her license.
So my ancient parents took forever to get in the car and drive the five feet to where we were. At that time the cop was calling in his position and he told us that if another cop showed up it would be impossible to let us go. So my parents finally show up, my dad drives her car back to our house and we end up walking to the party...where everyone is asleep. Her boyfriend drives me back home and she'll be here sometime today to pick up her car. The end.