Me and my buddy Clayton went to a Merle Haggard concert a very long time ago at the Civic Center downtown OKC. He was a drinking strong alcoholic beverage of choice and so was I. We of course were chasing em with cold beers. We started late afternoon. Made it to the concert and had a hell of a good time. Left the place and before we could get outta OKC we got pulled over going down a one way street THEN WRONG WAY. Cops made us pour out all our beers in the ice chest. Clayton got his rear end reamed for throwing his beer caps on the ground. He Had to pick every one of em up in the dark. Police had me drive. Well I got us back to the country but the police never found my bottle. So we drank it. Clayton wanted to drive again since it was his car. I passed out while he was driving. We both woke up with flashlights in our eyes. My buddy fell asleep parked crossways on a two lane road passed out on the hood. Damned if the police didn't put me behind the wheel again! I took us on home to my parents house. Ate breakfast early with my Daddy. Boy we felt rough. He gave us a stern talking to. Then asked us how the concert was. One hell of a night....can't get away with it like that anymore.
