Albany to New York City 2

Continuing, meanwhlie Bill and Fred, who have been drinking continuously since that morning (actually probably since they turned 14 years old), were drunk as skunks. Bill, sitting by the sidewalk after he secured the limousine, gets questioned by the police for drunken behaviour in public.

And Bill was not a happy chappy. "I'm an American citizen. Nobody tells me what I can or cannot do on the sidewalk in my own country." "I know my rights. I read the Constuh-tooshun!"
Police person,"I can get you behind bars you know."
"Yeah? How?! How?!"

I thought, I'm not going to go anywhere today...

But in the end the police thought that it was not worth dealing with this harmless guy. So we got into our limo. Me, I was hoping for a nap all the way back to the Big Apple. I wasn't so lucky.

For the next solid hour and a half in the car, ranting and raving, was a none too sober Bill about how he can do what he F-ing wants in his own country. How he he's read the F-ing Constuh-tooshun. How he'll make a formal complaint. "No 22 year old kid is going to tell me where I can or cannot f-ing stand in my own country."

"My name is William X. And I'm an alcoholic. And I admit it. But I know my F-ing rights, ....etc" And on and on it went for nearly the whole trip.

Limo chauffeur, "Have you been to meetings (ie Alcoholics Anonymous) ?"
Bill, "No."
Limo guy, "Well, then you're not an alcoholic. You're just a drunk."

Fred and Bill were going on about other things too. Like how Fred was going abroad for the first time the next day, to Thailand, to see some fifty-dollar hookers. "Yep, half my bag's full or rubbers". And how Bill only has one testicle (a bit too much info, i know). "And I'm protecting it very well. Whadda ya tawking about?"

And "Hey, Tsunami (that's what Bill calls me), get a hat next time. Your bald spot is blinding me!"

Going to New York City in a limo isn't that glamorous afterall.