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Friend and I were going to a dinner party tonight. Not someone we really care about, but we decided it would be nice to drop by just because we were invited. So.. we get ready and since we are going out dancing later, we dress NICELY. We leave home and when we get to his house, there are like only two other cars there, so we say "what the fuck.." we will go up the street to the bar and have a drink that way we are not the first ones to arrive. Bear in mind we are in a Eclipse Convertible with FABRIC seats. Ok, we get to the bar, order, drink slowly and 30 minutes later we leave to find it has FUCKING RAINED!!!!! The seats are fabric...remember me mentioning that? There are, like, PUDDLES of water in each seat. Holy Fuck. Ok, no big deal, we are on the other side of fucking town and will miss the party if we go back and change cars and clothes. We don't want to drive all the way back to Ft. Lauderdale just to turn around and drive all the way to Miami again. But if we sit on the seats, we will get fucking soaked. So what do we do?? Well we PUSHED the car behind a dumpster and took off all our clothes, threw them into the trunk, jumped in the car and let the top up. Then drove to this guys house. By now, about 20 cars were there. We leaned on the horn and eventually he came out to see what was going on. Walked up to the car, looked in and goes "What the fuck? You two are naked (no shit), this is not a clothing optional dinner party." We explained what happened, he went in and got towels that we wrapped around ourselves, walked in through the party and put our clothes on. Then we had to wait for everyone to Fucking Leave so we could undress and get back in the car. Man, this night was fucked up.
And we never got to go dancing.
And we never got to go dancing.
