3 nights ago, my friend Katie and I took her mom's car for 2 and a half hours to pick up our friend that lives far away. None of us have a license.
She woke up like 3 minutes after we got back and we said we walked to walmart. We took it again later to get donuts at 5:30 in the morning.
All of this is because we made a CD and it had Rock N' Roll on it. I blasted it in the car for hours. True story.
So yeah, I guess I'm pretty ****ing yolo most of the time.