some back stories. Pt1

so i have decided to enlighten you on some of my more dubious escapades.
so it was a friday night out on the town. we started at some houseparty and ended up as you do, heading into town. i think it must have been a pretty epic night. last thing i remember was being thrown out of a club... 3 times, the bouncers musta been shit. i woke up in a bus stop with no wallet or phone and no memory of anything. i had to jog back to my friends house as they were leaving for work soon an my keys were at their place. anyway a few days later my dad called me at home and said that some dude had contacted him about finding my phone and wallet, awsm, yeah? Bonus was my wallet still had all the cash and cards in it. Turns out he had found them on a beach about 50kms north of where we were partying and to this day i have no idea how that could be possible. true story. bro.