I Had my "friend" arrested About 3 years ago I went to a Halloween party with my best friend at the time who happened to be a lesbian. I am straight male in my late 20's who had no GF at the time. I realized that nothing would ever happen between us sexually/relationship wise, but in the back of my mind always longed for it. So we go to this party that is 45 minutes away from where we live. We ended up in town about 2 hours before the party even starts. So we sat in a Popeye's Chicken parking lot as she started drinking some whiskey and Coke. She brought like two pints for herself. So she was pretty buzzed before we even get there. So we wait for the party to start and we get over there and start having a good time. Needless to say, there was a lot of booze and weed smoking going on. About 2 hours later I'm chilling inside and the hostess of the party comes up to me and says "She's getting out of control and causing a scene". So I go outside and she's wanting to fight this girl because "the girl slapped her for no reason". This isn't the first time someone "has hit her for no reason". She get drunk and starts talking mad s*** to people she doesn't even know, which turns out is exactly what happened here. It was like she turned into a f****** 4 year old with behavioral problems. She kept trying to drive home (without me!) and we were able to get her keys away from her. This s*** went on for like two hours and I was totally embarrassed by her behavior. I finally asked her if she wants to go home and that I would drive her back and she said yes. So we start driving back and about 3 blacks down the street she says "Pull over". I'm asked her why and she said that I can't drive her car. She tried telling me that "if I get pulled over, the cops would arrest me because her car has dealer plates and they would aromatically consider it a stolen car". I told her "if you got pulled over you're getting a DUI". I told her she was way to f****** drunk to drive home and she's going to kill herself, me, and any other people out on the road. She kept threatening me that she would never talk to me again and kept talking s***. I tried to to reason with her, but you really can't reason with drunks. I finally had enough and pulled over in the first town on our way home and told her if she wants to drive she can, but I'm not going with her. Without batting an eye, she f****** drove away without me. Remember this is Halloween night, I have no winter jacket, I'm forty miles from home, and it's about 32 degrees outside. I stood there and couldn't believe she left me like that. Then my sadness turned to anger. Maybe it was more then a felling of betrayal, perhaps it was deep seeded anger over her not wanting me more then a friend and that she would rather be with a underage 15 year old girl( that's a whole another story). About 3 minutes pass after I cry my eyes out in frustration, I get on my phone and call the Illinois State Police to report a drunk driver. I then called my folks to come get me (which I have never had to do before) and I tell them the whole story. On the drive back home we saw a cruiser with someone pulled over and it was her. Not only did she get a DUI that night, she also got popped with possession of cannabis and paraphernalia and spent the rest of the night in jail. The next morning I get a text from her saying " F****** called the cops on me? F*** you!". I didn't even write anything back. I've never talked to her since. I feel bad that I did it but they pushed me too far. so that is life when you go to freaky halloween man.

I Had my "friend" arrested About 3 years ago I went to a Halloween party with my best friend at the time who happened to be a lesbian. I am straight male in my late 20's who had no GF at the time. I realized that nothing would ever happen between us sexually/relationship wise, but in the back of my mind always longed for it. So we go to this party that is 45 minutes away from where we live. We ended up in town about 2 hours before the party even starts. So we sat in a Popeye's Chicken parking lot as she started drinking some whiskey and Coke. She brought like two pints for herself. So she was pretty buzzed before we even get there. So we wait for the party to start and we get over there and start having a good time. Needless to say, there was a lot of booze and weed smoking going on. About 2 hours later I'm chilling inside and the hostess of the party comes up to me and says "She's getting out of control and causing a scene". So I go outside and she's wanting to fight this girl because "the girl slapped her for no reason". This isn't the first time someone "has hit her for no reason". She get drunk and starts talking mad s*** to people she doesn't even know, which turns out is exactly what happened here. It was like she turned into a f****** 4 year old with behavioral problems. She kept trying to drive home (without me!) and we were able to get her keys away from her. This s*** went on for like two hours and I was totally embarrassed by her behavior. I finally asked her if she wants to go home and that I would drive her back and she said yes. So we start driving back and about 3 blacks down the street she says "Pull over". I'm asked her why and she said that I can't drive her car. She tried telling me that "if I get pulled over, the cops would arrest me because her car has dealer plates and they would aromatically consider it a stolen car". I told her "if you got pulled over you're getting a DUI". I told her she was way to f****** drunk to drive home and she's going to kill herself, me, and any other people out on the road. She kept threatening me that she would never talk to me again and kept talking s***. I tried to to reason with her, but you really can't reason with drunks. I finally had enough and pulled over in the first town on our way home and told her if she wants to drive she can, but I'm not going with her. Without batting an eye, she f****** drove away without me. Remember this is Halloween night, I have no winter jacket, I'm forty miles from home, and it's about 32 degrees outside. I stood there and couldn't believe she left me like that. Then my sadness turned to anger. Maybe it was more then a felling of betrayal, perhaps it was deep seeded anger over her not wanting me more then a friend and that she would rather be with a underage 15 year old girl( that's a whole another story). About 3 minutes pass after I cry my eyes out in frustration, I get on my phone and call the Illinois State Police to report a drunk driver. I then called my folks to come get me (which I have never had to do before) and I tell them the whole story. On the drive back home we saw a cruiser with someone pulled over and it was her. Not only did she get a DUI that night, she also got popped with possession of cannabis and paraphernalia and spent the rest of the night in jail. The next morning I get a text from her saying " F****** called the cops on me? F*** you!". I didn't even write anything back. I've never talked to her since. I feel bad that I did it but they pushed me too far. so that is life when you go to freaky halloween man.
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