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 By Nathan Jordan |
Look, I know we need a designated driver for tonight. I understand that it’s Clay’s birthday, and he wants to go bar hopping all the way in Long Beach, despite the fact that none of us live within 30 miles of the place. I also know that someone has to drive and that it’s probably my turn once again. But I’m telling you guys, I was bitten by that werewolf a couple of months ago, so I just don’t think it’s a good idea that I be the one who drives. |
How am I supposed to shift gears with paws like that?
Okay. Yes, I hear what you are saying. I never drive and I always seem to have some excuse, but this is serious guys. I’d rather someone just drive drunk than run the chance of me randomly turning into a werewolf while driving 65 mph down the 405. It wouldn’t be pretty.
