Well, the asshats were in full force tonight weren't they? When I finally decided to leave I noticed a car sitting there with the door open, car running, and the lights on. As I got closer I realize there's a guy passed out in the driver's seat hanging half-way out of the car. I was in for a bit of treat when I got to the other side of the car. There was a girl, who I thought was passed out also, squatted down with her pants around her knees(apparently relieving herself), with her head laying on her arms. I stopped, and the girl stands up and pulls up her pants and comes up to my truck telling me to stop. She then went back to the guys behind me, and talked to them. She thought I was the guy who was supposed to be taking her back to the hotel. Apparently he left her there. The other guys helped her out somehow, I guess. She told me I could go ahead. Hopefully, she got a ride back. I would have offered, but I didn't like the idea of a drunk possibly puking in my truck. Plus, I was going south, not north. Wow, this is a long post. Well, maybe someone was entertained by it.