She walked up Tuesday afternoon and knocked on my door, I wondered where her car was, told her 'You're drunk, go home', she was arrested for PI walking back to her gasless Ford at the end of my street, but its been real hot here in Texas and everyone knows it's always freezing cold in Jail, which also explains why all the drunk women in bikinis have the cell closest to the guard station.
Yes, I poured my lawnmower gas into her car the next morning and she knew better than to call me to bail her out.