All my friends are always askin me to tell the story, and people who just heard about it and stuff always wanna hear it, so i finally wrote it down so i can email it or something... They seem to get a real kick out of it. Anyway, i hope you enjoy this story, its a bit of a read but it shouldnt take too long. i hope you enjoy it cuz i sure didnt. leave some comments or maybe some good blackout stories you may have had.
Alright so, maybe 2 months ago, I made a last minute decision to go to “the church” night club downtown Denver with my friend nick, whos 21 (im 18) and were good friends but I don’t really know many of his friends very well and we were meeting them there. Anyway, we get a bottle of Burnetts, and bring it in water bottles on the light rail and one of the security dudes gets on so I put it in my pants real fast and then he looks over at me and says he saw me put whatever I had away so fast and he was writing another person a ticket and then when he was done he was going to come to us. So we got real scared cuz neither of us needed that, but we also got lucky and we were able to get off at the next stop and run away before he could write us a ticket. So we decided we better drink the rest of what we had before we got back on the train so we pretty much crushed a whole bottle of vodka, no chaser in a couple of minutes, then we got back on. So we arrive downtown and we didn’t really know how to get there because neither of us had ever been before, and we were very intoxicated. We finally end up getting there and the last thing I remember is showing the guys out front the club my id and then walking in. I woke up at 5:51am in a diner downtown, kinda by the performing arts center by a waitress. I had to call my mom with their phone because the only thing I had in my pockets was a dollar, and the key to my car. So she came and got me and since I lost my phone and shit I couldn’t contact my buddy jake and when I got home he had been waiting there for me for awhile to go up to Breck and shred. I get in touch with nick later that day and he said we got separated at the club, and he bought me a drink and since I didn’t have a wrist band, they must have kicked me out for drinking under age. I guess I kicked out around 1am. Nick found out I got kicked out because I guess I called his mom and told her so around 1 o’clock. So then when im coming home from shredding gnar, my mom calls jake and said she got a call from Rickenbaugh Cadillac and Volvo off of Broadway (several blocks away from the club) from my phone, saying that they found it. I went and picked it up and it was BEAT up, fairly new blackberry too so it sucked. They said they found it lying next to a brand new Cadillac something under a showcase gazeebo. I was going through it and I had pictures from the capitol building, the big blue bear peeking into the converntion center, the white statues holding hands by the performing arts center, and East high school. For those of you who are unaware of the layout of Denver, those places have a perimeter of maybe 5 miles or so. So I basically walked around downtown blacked out for 5 hours by myself in the middle of the night. I got a letter in the mail like 2 weeks ago from Rickenbaugh Cadillac and Volvo with my id in it. The letter said “this was found on our new car volvo windshield at Rickenbaugh downtown” I told my mom I hadn’t been drinking when she asked, and that the light rail just never came to the station to go home and that the stuff in my pockets must have just fallen out when me and nick were running to the club. I know someone might say pics or it didn’t happen, but unfortunately/fortunately I only have the letter, because I got a new phone. B-Rent and Schoonmak3 are my best homies on NS and they can vouch for the story. If you don’t believe it, then hopefully you got a good laugh or a new outlook on a shitty night you may have had.
