Stroup story

Okay, so last night we do this bachelor party type thing and Stroup gets LIQUORED UP. I had to promise to pay the cabbie $50 if he puked in the cab, but that's not the story...

He crashes on our couch and I go upstairs. My room is on the back side of the house, Morgan is on the front. At around 5am Morgan hears something and sees bright lights so he pokes his head out the window.

A cop asks him if Greg lives there... he says no... then he asks if Steve lives there... yes.
"Well, we have a Greg barefoot and handcuffed to a pole up the street."

Morgan gets me up and I head downstairs. When I get outside I see about 10 cops and one of them is leading greg down our hill in cuffs.

I hear Greg say that he can't find his shoes and one of the cops says "Now we're going to find out if you're telling the truth."
They ask if I know who he is, I say "Yeah, tonight was his bachelor party." I'm positive I have a huge smile on my face at this point.

The cops are all like "OOOOHHHH... okay then."

"He's been scaring your neighbors by pounding on their doors"

The cops uncuff him and say stuff like "Don't worry about it dude, I've been married three years" and "Well, looks like we'll replace these with another kind of cuffs"

Apparently Stroup got up to take a piss... went outside, and then started pounding on the doors of random houses to get back in.

He made it 9 houses down the street.

The last thing the cop says to me is "Don't ever let him forget this"

And we won't. ;-)

posted by Steve at 2:48 PM