I got fucking shit faced with Roman one night. Niko was fucking walking fucking backwards when I was trying to walk forward. Then he ran into a mailbox and fell down. He laid there for like 5 seconds talking about how drunk Roman was. Then I said fuck it, got in my Porsche. Drove COMPLETELY wild for like 30 seconds because I couldn't drive straight AT ALL...police tried to pull me over!!!!!
So I pulled over before they got up to me, tried to run, but all I was doing was stumbling everywhere. After about 2 minutes of the cops saying, "Stop! We have you surrounded!" they finally switched to 2 stars and started shooting at me! When they finally clipped me in the shoulder, Niko sobered up quick as fuck and I was finally able to actually run around the block back to my Porsche and pick up Roman (he was sitting on the curb by the car the whole time) and it took me at LEAST 10 minutes to get the police to stop chasing me.
Where did I go after that? The strip joint!