Message in a Bottle

This past weekend I went to Indiana for a party. I was travelling with a couple that can be a little overwhelming, and by a little overwhelming I mean pretty annoying. My solution ... drink. I know that drinking is my solution for pretty much everything, but its just so versatile. So I started drinking around 5 and we didn't leave until about 8. All in all I had 5 beers in that time. I knew one thing for sure that was not enough. Therefore I was forced to drink in the car. It really was a necessity. Our hosts had a golf tournament and I knew that they would be blitzed so I had to follow suit. During the two hour car ride I polished off a six pack and one cider. Then a problem started to arise, I had to hold it back. Being only a half hour away from our destination was not comforting enough to my blatter. As such I requested use of the 20 oz. Powerade bottle that was in the front seat. With expert timing the song 'Message in a Bottle' came blasting over the radio, the volume was tuned up so no one would be distracted by the sound of me putting my message in the bottle. The only problem was that the 20 oz bottle would have much better suited me had it been a 22 oz. bottle. A little wet I sent my message out to sea, or more accurately out to highway 90. We finally arrived at our destination and requested to use the washing machine. Unfortunately I forgot to actually use the machine and those shorts are still with here at work on a Monday morning.