so last night it rained. HARD. but by later in the evening it turned to a steady drizzle instead of downpour. josh convinced us to go explore a bit of the houston night life. whoo-hoo! it seemed like fun. we head out. we take a bit of a wrong turn, but find our way. we see it. its THE spot. josh takes the right onto what appears to be road and BAM! jtizzle says from the backseat, as calm as ever, "uh, that's a ditch..its..." its too late. we're IN the ditch full of water. the car is tilted quite a bit to the passenger side, my side. good thing i'm not fat. the boys start to crawl out and only in that second do i get a little nervous. "what if their weight leaving the car causes it to teeter..." i crawled out the driver's side quickly, looked at the car and started laughing. cuz imeanreally....our car was straight up stuck in a ditch. here it is:
i realize now that these pictures are a bit dark and don't really do the situation justice. but to wrap things up we got stuck at the creepiest gay bar i've ever been in. i mean, i felt uncomfortable, which is never a good sign. we waited for a tow truck that never showed up. ditched the creepy gay bar for a creepy diner where these hideous photos took place:
who needs a scanner? not us i'll tell you!
OH....and the best part? we went back with a tow truck the next morning to get the car and guess what? gone. that's right. someone stole our car out of a ditch. just when i was starting to actually dig houston....blob.
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