Way back, we had a drive-in that we'd all go to every Saturday night. 2 people in the car, 2 more in the trunk with the beer. My buddy had a 69 Mustang GT. (real small trunk) The lock on the trunk used to stick real bad and had to be opened with a screwdriver. One night we couldn't get the trunk open and started to worry about the 2 kids inside, so we left the movie and drove to a late night garage for help. After being in there for over an hour, we finally got it open. Our 2 friends appeared to be unconcious. Just as we were about to call an ambulance, they jumped out laughing at us. Scared the crap out of me! Never the less, the very next Saturday there we were smuggling people and beer in again.
Oh to be young and stupid again!
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