I said, “No, you’re not. I’m getting out.” She said, “No, no,” and she kept driving. I opened the door as if to jump out of the car. I was a little drunk, but I was ready to leap from a moving car if I had to. This ain’t happening to me, man. And she closed the door and took me home. I guess this could have been in Colorado. I don’t know their habits out there.
