I was DD on Sunday night. I went downtown to pick up my drunk girlfriend. When I get down there I called her and told her where I was. She said, "OK, we'll be there in a bit"
She got there, and then 6 more people showed up. ugh. I am going to carry 3 people in the backseat max. They all got pissed at me for not taking them all, and then they sat there and argued about who was gonna get in. In the mean time, the drunkest of alll decided he was gonna get in. I turned around and looked at him.
There was puke in his hair from a bit earlier.
UH UH, NO WAY...
I literally dragged him out of my car. I ended up not taking anyone home but my girlfriend. He was NOT happy. I'm sorry, but I am not letting any puke get on my new $1000 interior.