Danielle's Account:
This should be short. Late one night the four of us were ghettobouncing around Cameron Park, and we had just made our requisite drive-thru through the abandoned Burger King. Then genious me remembered the Burger King in Placerville that had closed down a couple months earlier. So we drive all the way back up to P'ville and scope out this deserted restaurant. I have to admit it was awfully creepy, all dark and cobwebby, and the value menu still up. So we start going through the drive-thru, and it is shaped like a backwards, upside down L. We're taking the turn kind of fast, and as we turn the corner, this cat jumps the heck out of nowhere and is all "HIIIISSSSSSSS!!!!" and Jenny screams and slams on the breaks and Becca is freaking out and Amber and I are just cracking up and the cat takes off in the direction of the freeway and we just get the heck out of there and vow to never go back. And we haven't. Even though it is a functioning Jimboy's/Java joint. The memories of the cat still haunt me in my sleep. |
