This happened on the night of April 8th. We were all hanging out at a friends house, her name is Jess. We were all there because one of our friends, and one of my closest friends, Scott, was shot and killed in a robbery at Subway 2 days earlier. I wouldn’t have been at Jess’s, but I felt Scott say “it’s ok to have fun, just be yourself again.” So anyway, we were all having fun, until I went upstairs to get a Ginger Ale, and there wasn’t any. So I asked Jess if there was any more somewhere. And she said no, sorry. (this is the part where I tell you her mom has a 2004 black 325i sedan with black leather and aluminium trim, and jess liked it so much, her mom got her a titanium silver 325i sedan. And I’m the biggest BMW enthusiast I know, but I can only afford a 2001 chevy cavalier coupe)
Anyway, when Jess said there wasn’t any more Ginger Ale, I leaned up against the doorway, folded my arms, and said “Jess, I will gladly take your BMW and go get more Ginger Ale!” I didn’t think she would go for it, but it was worth a try. And she said “ok, here let me get my keys and money” I just started laughing and jumping up and down. So I go get the soda, and come back and say thanks and I go back downstairs.
About a half hour later, someone came down with Chex Mix, and me and a friend are like “I haven’t had Chex Mix in forever!” So we ran upstairs chanting Chex Mix jumping like 3 year olds, and we see Jess’s mom, Sue, sitting at the table cuz she just got home. And the friend and I are still chanting Chex Mix as fast as we can. And Sue said “awe sorry, that was the last of it.” With my cunning wit, I striked the same pose that worked on Jess earlier, and I leaned on the doorway, and folded my arms ever so slowly, and I said “Sue… I will gladly take YOUR BMW and go get more Chex Mix!” And like daughter, like mother, she said ok, and started digging for her keys. My jaw dropped, the Chex Mix friend is laughing, and all I can mutter out is “what is it with you people?! Don’t you care about your BMWs? If I had one I would have a hard time letting other people drive it!” and she just said “we just really trust you”
So I made another trip to wal mart, in my second BMW that night. Then I started thinking I should start hanging out with the kid whose dad has a Ford GT. I can try the doorway trick on him and see what happens…