Free Falling Hungover

A group of us decided to get together and go sky diving. As an example of my amazing foresight - I party till 3:30 the night before. When my mom wakes me at 5:00, I'm still so hammered that my mom doesn't want to let me drive. Eventually she relents and leaves me with this "ooh, I hope you don't get pulled over by the cops. Have fun."

Meet up with The Associate in Red Deer and head the rest of the way with him. Both of us are out of it - here's a snippet of our conversations ....

The Associate: Hey, Check out those little hats on the fence posts.
Correspondent: What?
The Associate: Those little hats......there.
Correspondent: ........ those are normal sized hats......the fence is just far away.
The Associate: Oh ......
Correspondent: Should maybe I be driving?
The Associate: ......no.

Snippet #2
Correspondent: Are those dogs? Christ that guy has a field full of dogs!
The Associate: .......
Correspondent: Christ! What would he do with all those dogs?
The Associate: .....They're not dogs.
Correspondent: Sure they are ...... ummmn ..... They're eating grass ...... oh, they have horns. They're goats.
The Associate: They're goats.

We get there and the place looks like a used car lot. Everything is mobile homes covered in tin. Feeling a little antsy. Finally my turn comes up and I have to "suit up". I reach for the blue jumpsuit - the lady slaps my hand and says it's too big and that I should try on the pink one. I try it on and make every effort to make it look like it's too small. I reach for the blue jumpsuit again and the lady grabs it from me and makes me wear what only can be described as futuristic cowboy coveralls with a yellow butt. I go to get a helmet and am handed a pink one - these guys are pretty fucking funny.

Get in the plane and am feeling a little retarded in my futuristic cowboy jumpsuit, pink helmet, and safety glasses. Oh yeah, I also have a dude strapped to my back and the plane ride didn't help my hang over. Was never more happy to jump out of a plane.