so me, brad, and john fewins (2 other members of the MNC) get all drunk at the 5th street house in TC, and decide to wander down to the bay. we get to the open space at like 1:30, and start running around all naked in the grass, jumping around and just having a grand old naked time.
then one of us gets the fucking BRILLIANT idea that we should go out on the break wall!
for those of you who dont live in TC, the break wall is this big fucking wall of rocks that runs out into the bay in an "L" shape, to make a little harbor from the waves. so, we went through the fence, ignored the warning sings, and start making our way across the breakwall. we quickly realize that most of the rocks are bigger than my car, and as such there are many, many gaps in them more than large enough for me to, say, fall and get stuck in.
we make it out about half way when we see flashing lights from the shore. fuck.
a police car pulls up to the parking lot . . . then drives past. whew.
then we see the police boat, with flashing lights. fuck.
. . . then the police boat drives past us and over to a pontoon thats almost within spitting distance.
by the time the cop boat leaves, we're ready to crawl back to dry land . . . but oh, 2 o clock rolls around! guess what? thats when all the bars let out! as all the people and cops start to drive past the break wall, i make a mad dash to saftey, and promptly fall into a massive gap in the rock. im stuck. well, shit. brad crawls into a gap next to me. we wait for a half an hour, while the traffic gradually ebbs.
but wait, wheres jon??? during the half hour that we were waiting (and i was stuck), jon decided that by god, he was gonna make it to the end of the fucking breakwall and there was nothing stopping him. he crawled all the way out there, bit by bit, as cops drove by and drunk people invaded the parking lot.
eventually they got me out of the hole, got off the breakwall, got the rest of our clothes back on, and wandered home, WAY more sober than we were when the whole ordeal started.