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What started as a going away party for my buddy ended up getting shut down by the cops, we ended up moving to a different persons house to continue the party with my sober friend driving me in my car.

I eventually sobered up and drove my buddy Kelly back to Denny's with my other buddy Scott. At Denny's this drunk chick who used to work at hooters (she emphasized this to us) was yelling at staff but she refused to pay her bill. Me, Kelly, and Scott paid her bill for her.

Kelly recognized her as a previous hookup from a club night in Mesa a few months back and they had a bit of an awkward reunion. Later she got picked up by her brother that looked exactly how you think an Arizonan redneck looks like. Then, Kelly discovered he lost his bike keys.

Kelly only rides motorcycles and he lives 40 minutes away from me so me, scott, and Kelly overturned my entire apartment, and when we couldn't find it, we retraced our steps and dug around Tempe trying to find his keys. Couldn't find it and he stayed at my place that night.

Next morning I drove Kelly back to his house, he got his spare keys, & drove him back to Dennys for breakfast. Someone found his keys at Dennys the previous night but didnt turn them back in the morning after. We suspect it was former hooters girl trying to get kelly to call her.

The whole fucking night from start to finish was a laugh riot.