So hear it is. Friday i am working the late shift at Jimmy Johns, and receive a call from Sean at ten thirty. He was like hey you want to go to Mardi Gras? I stood there for a second, thought about what i had to do this weekend, would it be worth it sort of deal. Then after twenty or so seconds (thats all it took to realize this was an awesome idea) i tell him, Yeah, Lets go to Mardi Gras! So Sean and Mike meet me after i get off work and i rush home and get changed and we are on the road by one AM.
On our way down I started thinking to myself, we are going to be going through Nashville TN. We need to get Jimmy Thorn in on this trip. So we call him up and he is totally pumped on going! "sweet titty fucking Jesus i am down" was his quoted response matter of fact. So we swoop up Jimmy at 4:30 AM and are on our way. From their it was about nine more hours of driving with so many funny conversations. I cant even begin to tell you about them cause they woulnt even start to make sense but trust me i was crying.
1 PM we finally arive in the Big Easy, Go get beer and start drinking. Made it to Mardi Gras around seven or so and just have a blast. So much happened that its all a blur. End up back at the house around midnight, fall asleep for a few hours, then head back out around five. Shit is still going on. I could not believe it. Finally make it home around eight thirty and crash. We end up leaving New Orleans sunday around six and make it to nashville and crash at Jimmys around 4:30 AM We have to wake up at nine so sean could make it back for class. We end up back in Indianapolis with and hour to spare!
Moral of the story is Mikey B, Sean, Jimmy, and Sebastian were all troopers and just as down with such a spur of the moment trip as I was. This is why we are all good friends. As for now sleep.
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