<p>Craziest Day of My Life</p>
<p>Pretext
I live about 30 minutes away from Boston University/Boston, so I decided I would go for BUs info session/campus tour, even though I am not applying. Just for fun I suppose. The info session/tour lasted from about 10am to 12noon, and went fine and dandy. The two specific events that follow will make up the craziest day of my life. Ill tell my story in sentence fragmeneted bullets, since its easier and more readable that way.</p>
<p>Crazy Event #1[ul]
[<em>]Walking back to my car after tour
[</em>]Car is parked in some alley/side street
[<em>]See some person in my car
[</em>]At first I think that I just misplaced my car
[<em>]Get closer, realize that there really is some person in my car
[</em>]See that its some teenager trying to steal my stereo or something
[<em>] *thinking, oh hey, Im a purdy tuff guy, I could take a younger teenager, hell yeah</em>
[<em>]Break into a sprint, whip the car door open, pull him out, and push him up against a wrought iron fence
[</em>]Adrenaline is pumping hard, and I scream at him: "WHAT THE [HECK] DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING?!?"
[<em>]I now realize the guy Im holding is a grown-up, not a teenager about 5'8" 165 lbs and jacked think Lil</a> Wayne-esque
[li]Im only about 5'9" 130 lbs and never been in a fight in my life[/li][</em>]S hitting bricks because I realize the guy is about to tear my arms off and procede to beat me with them
[<em>]Just then, a fancy horse-drawn carriage comes around the corner
[</em>]A woman in a fancy old coach drivers suit with coat tails is driving it
[<em>]She yells: "Is everything okay?"
[</em>]I yell back: "No, this guy is robbing me!"
[<em>]Lil Wayne look-a-like then shoves me and runs away
[</em>]The woman issues forth a battle cry like King Leonidas from 300 and snaps the reins
[<em>]The horses rear up and the fancy carriage takes off in pursuit of the black guy
[</em>]They both dissappear around a corner
[li]My</a> face = :confused: [/ul]</p>[/li]
<p>Im just absolutely shocked and dumb-founded after this, not knowing what to do. So I just get in my car, lock the doors, and call my Mom. My Mom said to call the cops, but Lil Wayne didnt get away with anything and nothing in my car was damaged, so I didnt feel like it. So we talked for a little bit, and then I said I was gonna get something to eat in Boston, and then I would come home. The event at the restaurant/bar will be Crazy Event #2 in the Craziest Day of My Life.</p>
<p>Crazy Event #2[ul]
[<em>]At the restaurant
[</em>]Some guy in really tight denim shorts and cowboy boots with a massive lumberjack beard gets up on a table and starts singing some Willy Nelson song
[<em>]Everyone is kind of like "lolwut"
[</em>]Some people start shouting out random songs for the lumberjack dude to sing
[<em>]I shout out "FREE BIRD!" for the lulz
[</em>]Lumberjack dude starts freaking the hell out, leaps off the table about 10 feet in the air and lands right in front of me
[<em>]Lumberjack dude in my face: "DONT YOU EVER MENTION ANYTHING BY LYNYRD SKYNRD EVER AGAIN DO YOU F</em><strong>ING UNDERSTAND?!?"
[<em>]Me, scared: "dude, w t f is wrong with y-" (cut off)
[</em>]Lumberjack dude: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" (imagine the most primal f</strong><em>ing scream ever)
[</em>]Lumberjack dude then grabs some beer bottle off the table next to us, and while running full sprint towards the door smashes it on his head as hard as he can, instantly knocking himself unconcious (while sprinting) and flies head over heels into the door
[<em>]Entire bar/restaurant is wondering w t f just happened
[</em>]Once again being like "w t f" I just walk out the restaurant so I can go home [/ul]</p>
<p>So, CC HSL, thats the Craziest Day of My Life. Comments, questions, concerns? Im here to entertain them. </p>
<p>P.S. --- I still dont know if this is real life or not.</p>