you get props on the michael irvin reference alone.
rip to your uncle and everybody that died falling asleep behind the wheel, that shit is definitely sad. not cool at all...
yeah i would do a combination of slapping myself, music blaring really loud, and opening my windows all the way down in order for me to try and stay awake...
lol fuckin bass felt like one of them vibrating easy chairs so i took my rap cd out and was blaring smooth jazz station, that sax was hittin me like a fuckin foghorn..wakin up to cars in front of me like good, i didnt fall asleep longer than a few seconds..
i kept feelin like i was gonna snap out of it with the cars in front hella gone and me in place on the freeway snoozin...
every car in the back window i was thinkin if thats a cop im arrested..i wouldnt have passed the flashlight/eye test atttt all.
i pulled one of those lane-wide cross over moves on accident and yelled out some ole young jeezy 'aaaaayyyyyyyyy!!!!!'
i gotta quit doin that shit even every once in a while....drunk driving was nothing in comparison to my opiate driving..