Pulling up in front of Stu's house no one even attempted to get out of the car fearing his beastie bitch of a girlfriend Melissa. I really cant stand her!

"Is anyone going to go get the doctor?" I finely asked getting tired of waiting.

"He's not even a doctor, he's a dentist, and I got this." Phil replied rolling his eyes before he stood in the seat and cupping his mouth with his hands, making Doug complain about the leather. "Paging Dr. Faggot!….Paging Dr. Faggot!"

Oh for fucks sake. Melissa's going to go ape shit on Stu now. Poor Stu! I thought laughing. I thought it was hilarious when Melissa go mad her face go all puffy and she looked like she was about to blow smoke out of her ears. Stu finally came out of the house and gave Phil and I disapproving looks while we smiled innocently.

Finally on our way to Vegas, after having Stu yell at us for Phil's comment, we were on the interstate.

"Whoo Road Trip!" Alan yelled while standing in his seat, then sitting down with a frown ( ha-ha it rhymes!) when the little girl in the car next to us flipped him the bird cause he was yelling at her.

"Come on just until Barstow. Everyone is passing us," Phil tried to beg Doug into letting him drive.

"Absolutely not, I promised Sid I would be the only one driving this car. Besides your drinking!" Doug said giving Phil a look over his shoulder.

"Oh what are you a cop now? Come on you know I drive great when I'm drunk."

"That's true, don't forget Phil was always our designated drunk driver. He's better at driving drunk then when sober." Stu said cutting in.

"Hey if anyone gets to drive this damn car other then Doug its me! So you fuckers shut up right now!" I yelled sticking my tongue out at Doug when he tried to hide his smile while raising his eyebrows up at me.

"You want to explain Alan?" Doug questioned.

"You guys my dad loves this car more than he loves me, so yeah." Alan said straightly.

"Awe!" I yelled while reaching forward giving him a light hug until he smiled a little. Phil I guess didn't feel bad for him and replied.

"Oh whatever, I left my wife and kid at home so I could go with you guys to Vegas. You know how difficult that was?" Stu and I stared at him blankly.

"That's sweet, Phil." Oh my poor clueless Alan. He must have had some bad bullying accidents as a child, I think while giggling.

"Dude I was being sarcastic! I fucking hate my life. I'm getting a divorce and my wife is trying to take my kid! I might never go back. I might just stay in Vegas." Phil replied hotly, while I gave him a reassuring big bear hug.

"Here we go." I heard Doug say to himself.

Phil started shaking his head. " You know what Doug, you should enjoy yourself because com Sunday you're going to start dying a little bit everyday."

"Yeah!" Alan agreed.

Shaking my head I spoke. "Everybody dies a little everyday you fucking morons. So why not die a little bit with someone you love? Damn you two are stupid!" I finished my rant with Stu and Doug laughing along with me.

"That's why I managed to stay single this whole time you know." Alan continued like I hadn't even spoke. I quickly had to cover my mouth so that I wouldn't laugh and offend him, while Phil looked at me as to ask if he was serious.

Stu replied not being able to keep the sarcasm out of his voice. "Oh really, that's why you're single?"

"Yeah"

"Cool good to know." Stu would have said more but I hit him in his stomach and told him to shut up, he laughed and threw his arm over my shoulder.

"Am I alright over there Alan?" My brother asked so that he could move over in the lane.

"You're good." Oh my fuck! He didn't even look and we were almost crushed by a semi. I screamed and barred my face in Phil's chest while holding on to Stu's arm that was still around my shoulder. Phil wrapped his arms around my shoulders to. Ah so loved.

"Jesus Christ!" Doug yelled, while Stu yelled "Oh my god!"

Taking my head from Phil's chest, I turned to see Alan laughing like a stupid jerk. It was really scary!

"That was awesome!" Alan said still laughing.

I slipped my hand up and slapped him in the back of his stupid head.

"I don't think it was Alan. It was really scary!" I yelled seething. While my brother yelled, "That was not awesome. What's wrong with you!"

"That was insane, we almost just died." Stu whispered in shock, as I began rubbing one of his hands to calm him down.

"You should have seen your faces. Ha classic!" Alan said clearly not getting the point of me having slapped the back of his head. Maybe just one more.

"Ha. That's funny." Phil spoke up. Receiving a slap to the back of the head from me and glares from Stu and Doug.

"That was NOT funny!" Doug yelled heatedly.