oh yeah, it was a fun trip home.
1st stop - wendy's drive thru. he's yelling at the wendy's girl because he wants a combo meal without the fires and drink. also he's playing christmas music as loud as the speakers can handle. while were there i notice the gas light is on, so i think, ok, ill just get gas at the station across the road. well, in my haste to get away from the wendy's before we get arrested i forget to get gas. his car has the milage countdown thingy on it, and it said we could go 19 miles before we run out, so im thinking....were ok here. well, when it hits zero, we are still about 10 miles from gas. he has the sun roof open throwing empties out of it and screaming whatever song is on the radio.
2nd stop - we finally coast into a gas station, he get out and fill up and takes a leak in the parking lot. he wanted to get more beer, but the place was closed. we head out again, and he finally decides enough of the x-mas music, and starts cranking the classic rock, while giving a history of rock lecture to tom's 2 kids (one of which was dead asleep). this last the rest of the drive.
3rd stop - i pull into my driveway aound 11:30, and he tells the kid thats awake to drive. thats the last i saw.
we also got into a debate about his full house hand where he was telling the old black guy to fold. i told him he lost money with his acting bit. he didnt agree.