LOST SHOES: REWARD IF FOUND

Ok so last night I go WASTED.. and according to my other friend who was also WASTED... when I drove my drunk @ss home I called her when I got here and told her I could not find my shoes. The question for the day is... Where are my shoes? How did I lose them in the drive from her house to mine. Mind you I dont remember telling her that I lost my shoes or remember any of the convo that I had with my neighber that lives behind my building. I do remember talking to him, but the convo is lost somewhere in drunkland along with my shoes. I do remember everything up until the minute I drove into my driveway. I remember drinking 7 shots ( scooby snack, grape ape, patron, dead hooker and two jager bombs) and 6 vodka and sprites... WHOOO... I also remember dancing with, talking to, and getting the # of a FINE brotha named Dre...ch-hay #1... he is the one who looks like Warren G... :) so hot!!! As we were leaving the bar there was a HUGE fight in the parking lot. My friend was at her man's car when she saw wandering aimlessly around the parking lot as if I was in lala land...well I was in drunkland but anyway... I saw this fight and apparently according to my friend I looked as if I was going to go into teacher mode and try to go stop this HUGE fight between like 2o people. She yelled my name and told me to come to the car... so I went to the car once again in a very lackadaisical fashion like I didnt know where I was or what was going on nor did I care.

So anyway...the night was great... even though I feel like SH!T today...hey mathrocks...I told you it was a GREAT idea to go out and have a fabuously drunk evening.. Now it is time to go get over this hangover...eat something..and then lay in the fake baker and sweat some of it out... and then go to church and get this all washed away...