So I went downtown with a lady friend of mine and her sister. We went to Pangaea and it was a blast. However, the girl I went with and her sister got completely trashed. I parked at this garage that doesn’t have stairs so we had to walk up the ramp to get to my car…but the girls walked up the middle of the ramp! I saw headlights of a car coming down the ramp and freaked out. Luckily I was able to grab them and guide them to the edge of the ramp so we wouldn’t get hit. The driver of the car coming down the ramp was drunk and wasn’t slowing down for anyone.
We reach my car and I help the girls get inside. My lady friend’s sister is passed out in the passenger seat, so I’m thinking everything’s going to be alright. As I start driving home, I hear here mumble “I need to throw up.” OH GOD…So I’m like: “Okay, let me roll down the window for you.” As I say this vomit just starts streaming out all over the inside of my car. I then say “Try to stick your head out the window if you can.” Unresponsive, she just continues to drown my car in throw up. FAIL! We finally arrive back at my apartment and I help the girls up to my room. It’s now 2 weeks later and my car still has a funny smell to it. 
Cliff Notes
- Walked up ramp as drunk driver was driving down same ramp
- Used spidey like senses to avoid being hit by said drunk driver
- Lady friend’s older sister puked in my car
- Car still has a funny smell 2 weeks later
