Karma is going to fuck me over any day now

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doritos

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There's a lot of background to this so try to keep track of what's going on, I'll try to tell this the best I can but it may seem erratic... Last night I was over at a friend's house and his dad was in Vegas... his mom is probably the chillest parent I've ever met and agreed to let him have a party without telling his dad using her alcohol. She was around the house which sounds kind of lame, but it was actually awesome because we were all getting hammered and she didn't care whatsoever, just laughed and joked with us whenever we saw her.

I was about three beers in and wanted to go on a burn cruise with some of the kids there, so we talked to his mom and convinced her I was OK to drive (her one rule was that no one drove) and we went out.

Now, my car's tires are fucked. I've had to inflate them every other

day for months and I was just going to try and make them work until

October when I get winter tires. I completely forgot about this when we left, so I'm cruising around at about 70...

I'm going around this pretty brutal turn (for 70mph anyways) when all of a sudden I hear "POP" and my car immediately skids to the left, going completely sideways. I cross the middle line so I downshift and start trying to pull out but my car was out of control. My rear tires were on the dirt on the left side of the road, the front of my car was in the left lane. I quickly checked my speedometer and it read 50. While I was sideways. Yeah. Lucky there weren't cars coming the other way... Finally managed to pull out into the road so I went back to my lane, pulled over, and got out.

Nothing was wrong with my car except for a very blown rear tire, and no one was hurt despite the fact that my skis hanging over the edge of the backseat from the trunk, ready to slice someone's jugular. Later we checked out the skid marks and talked to my friend in the backseat and determined that the rear of the car was no more than a foot from the guardrail which sat on top of a river about 10 feet below while I was skidding alongside it. We got the tire changed, my car ran fine, and we went home.

Now, try to contemplate how much could have gone wrong. It's impossible. I would've blown over had I hit someone or something, which means I would've gotten a DUI. I would've had to get a new car because at that speed in that situation it would've totaled (especially if we'd hit that guardrail or worse, gone through it), and I don't have the money for it. Oh yeah, not to mention I had just convinced his mom I was OK to drive and wouldn't have an accident and had I hit something, she would've been ripshit at me even if she didn't get fucked for letting kids drink at her house (which is very possible).

As it was... no cops, no accident, no injuries, no damage... something terrible is going to happen to me any day haha.

 
Thats some very good advice. Had my share of riding with people who were drinking and too many close calls. Shit's not cool.
 
Annnnnnd this kid assisted in drawing on my face at a party a few days ago. i know you did. im not letting it go. and your fucked for sure now.
 
i love the fact that your icons a state trooper

but yeah. thats good advice right there

be sure to make another thread when karma exacts its revenge.
 
Wow, I hope to never meet your stupid ass on the road.

One beer and you're fucked. Sure you don't feel anything, but if a cop felt like it, you would blow over the legal limit.

Let that be a wake up call for you, thread creator. Don't be an idiot. You, your friends, and your friend's mom would have all been screwed.
 
Yeah, that's the problem... 3 beers doesn't make driving any harder, but if I had crashed and cops had came... shit would've been bad.

And I didn't assist haha, I was on that couch until I was rudely awoken at 7 AM for a ride to Underhill and at that point I was so disoriented... no way in hell haha. You owe Eric some payback though..
 
If you're a good drive it doesn't matter if you have 3 beers, just don't drive like an idiot and get pulled over, cause then you are fucked. I'm not saying don't go out and do it every night, just don't think people who drive after drinking a few are complete retards.
 
haha, it was washable im not too worried about it. maybe ill go in and order an octo one night and make him make it. haha, or if i party with him ill get him back.
 
i guess if ur not from vermont u havnt see nteh commercial.

there's these two parents talking about them hosting a party with drinking and stuff and then they go to jail. the funny part is that they arrest the parents but the kids are still chillin on the porch.

then the slogan "parents who host, lose the most comes on"

another local psa with horrible acting and sound and video
 
I drive with 2-3 in me all the time, when I was an idiot I'd go out with 6+. Believe me I know. The problem, which I became aware of after last night, is if something stupid that isn't your fault happens (deer, tire popping) and it causes an accident you are FUCKED. You don't need to be impaired. You just have to blow over if something goes wrong.
 
shoes off, i was under a blanket with a female friend with me, at 7 AM. i was one of the last people to go to the sleep. there was a kid who passed out right next to me in a chair with no blanket or anything, the kid who did it had been gone for a while driving drunk actually!

so on second though i guess ill stab his mom...haha jk.
 
My real question is...why the fuck were you driving 70? If there was a sharp turn I doubt the speed limit was 70. So you were driving around for the sole purpose of smoking, and you were doing 70? WTF is wrong with u man, you should know first off that if you've had one sip of beer, drive the fuckin speed limit, and in any case if youre driving around smoking, why drive fast? I really am stumped. And all this with shitty tires.
 
first of all, you were slipping sideways, so you probably weren't actually going 50, because you're speedometer works off of tire rotations, hence you're tires were spinning...

secondly, you're really, really stupid. and that's all i have to say.
 
i got mine today for kiefin a brand new skate setup from windells that was left out... 6 feet to deck to bottom of the pipe to knee to face knocking my front tooth loose
 
Ouch haha...

Why was I going 70, which was very clearly implied to be way above the speed limit? I live in Jericho, VT. I was on a road that's patrolled by more deer than cops, and I rather enjoy driving fast in a standard. That being said, 70 isn't that fast for the road normally, it's paved and mostly straight. I'm not worried about getting caught smoking, I know the law... but the DUI wouldn't have been too cool, I'll give you that.

I may not have been going 50, you make a good point, but given the length of the skid marks and where I ended up after I heard the pop... I was going pretty damn fast.

Call me stupid if you want, I know it wasn't a good idea, but it wasn't my fault... when you've dealt with shitty tires for months you don't think "Oh shit, my tires suck". You think "They've worked well enough for months, they'll work well enough now... I should prolly fill them up tomorrow". It's not like I'm impaired after three beers and I'm a pretty good driver (If you don't believe me, please reread the story... I pulled out of that shit with a flat tire at night), I chose the road carefully to minimize the chance for both an accident and 5-0 interference... my fucking tire just popped.

 
Oh yeah, one thing I forgot to respond to. I had my skis because one of my friends set up a step-on rail in his backyard. I learned 270s off that day... jea jea! Enough claiming...
 
I think you're fine this time. Lucky. But if you do it again, karma might come back at you.

I think this was meant to be a lesson.
 
dude its completely your fault... how can u say its not... your the one that didnt get your tires fixed, you were the one doing 70 which is way over the speed limit cause i dont know any roads over 65 for a limit in VT... maybe you should not be an idiot and do retarded things, or just never drive.
 
Oh please. You're saying you never speed? You're saying everyone who speeds is irresponsible? Get out of here. If that road were a highway it would be 65, it's so straight aside from a few turns here and there that are easily recognizable and adapted to. I didn't get my tires fixed because my parents won't let me, I owe them $500 and I'm only making around $260 a week IF my manager is nice and gives me 40 hours, which is rare. They said until I paid them back I wasn't allowed to spend money on much of anything, and when I told them about the tires, they said make them work until I have the money.

I am a damn good driver, and I'm not some idiot irresponsible kid who is just saying that. I was made to drive 150 hours, not 40, before my parents let me get my license. I know my car inside and out and how to keep it under control in almost any situation. I admitted it was a bad idea, but completely my fault? Fuck off.
 
Oh, and if you're trying to tell me it was dumb to drive with three beers... either you've never drank or you have and you suck at it. It's not a good idea just in case something that isn't your fault happens and you get breathalyzed, but the chances of three beers making a damn bit of difference in whether or not you crash is minimal, to say the least.
 
I dont think just driving after drinking 3 beers is dumb... driving 70 on a road thats probably 50mph limit (guessing it wasnt a highway) after 3 beers whether you feel them or not is absolutely retarded especially when you know that you have shit tires. Secondly a burn run going 70 is even more stupid, its not that its not a good idea, its just absolutely not worth it if something were to happen. And woopdeedoo you drove 3 times as many hours or whatever... i been driving since i was 14 and half (yah illegally) doesnt mean anything.
 
HAHAHA... You don't know your car inside and out! Also, you are that "idiot irresponsible kid" haha. Not saying I'm any different though. The best part is that i can remember telling me that your tires are fucked up and they will eventually explode.

Congrats on your 200s off though. They were almost as bad ass as my unnatural switchups to 200s off.

 
Well-played, sir.

Fine, I'm that idiot irresponsible kid. I don't care any more what you think of my decision-making abilities. I do know my car damn well though, and how to handle it. Almost anything you can do to or with a car as far as driving goes has been done in that car with me behind the wheel. And now that I'm admitting to it anyways... now that it's over, that shit was hella fun haha.
 
apparently you've never drank beer. one beer will never make you blow over .08. the only way for that to happen is you are some 74 lb bolemic kid who hasn't eaten anything all day. even then i don't think you could blow even close to .08. my friend got a breathalizer for a present (as a joke) and we always mess around with it. it takes at least 6 beers for me to blow over .08 and i'm only 135 lbs.
 
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