Graduation Sunday. Two guys in polos come up to the door. Both were way
too drunk to come in. I asked for their ID to see how their motor
skills were. The guy in back was wobbling and falling asleep. I told
them I couldn’t let them in tonight and they said it was BS and called
me a piece of ****. I agreed. He finally left.
They came back later and tried to sneak in. I busted them.
–Dave
Bad Dave, bad Dave, watcha gonna do, watcha gonna do when he comes for you… (repeat with cool music in the background)