Way back when I was in high school, late 70's, we loaded up my buddy's 1971 Toyota Celica with four dudes and as much beer as we could fit into it and headed to Larryville. All we know about LV at the time was the university was there and people liked to party. I don't think any of us had been there before.RainbowsandUnicorns wrote: ↑Wed Jul 10, 2024 3:33 pm Thankfully this did NOT happen to me once.
If it did, I don't know what I would - after I either puked or had a heart attack.
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At the time, K-10 was not cut through all the way to I-435. You had to either take 87th street or College Blvd/111th street to K-7 and then catch K-10.
This gave us ample time to consume much beer. (Yeah, I know, but we got away with it and I would never to this sort of thing now) So by the time we got close to LV, we needed to pee. Bad. We came across a parking lot that looked a little secluded. We pulled up, jumped out. The three passengers were done and back in the car, the driver was not finished yet when a car pulled up next to us and two couples got out and demanded to know what was going on. Driver didn't see them turned in mid-stream and hosed lady's square dancing dress. We were in the K of C parking lot and a square dance had let out 30 minutes prior to us arriving. He did manage an "oh shit" got back in the car and we sped off.
I still feel kinda bad about that.