My Friends Are Weird

So early this morning I get a call from Drunk Steve. I was sanding cabinets out in the shop so I missed the call, but he left this voice mail:

Hey Concert Josh, I just want to apologize for ruining the Rose Bowl, OK talk to you later.

I called him as soon as I got done listening. Apparently he had some dream the he and I were to face eachother in the Rose Bowl, but he didn't want to play me so he pushed my car off the top of some building. When he awoke to his crying baby, the first thing he thought to do was call and aplogize.

I love my friends.