Going to some party in Caledon with dad. We stop at the side off the road and park in front of a stop sign. I adjust our parking, even though I'm in the passenger's seat. Its wintery and snowing outside. I suspect that we may be in a no parking zone and tell my dad. I get out and go check. Turns out it is. I look back at the car and its a lambo. We're in front of a stop sign that's further obstructed by a large snowbank. I get back in and move the car. We're driving along and wind up in a tim hortons. I drive the car through it and up to the counter at dad's request. He asks if we can park it there and they say no. I carefully back the car out the store. All of a sudden its day and we're in someone's hilly backyard. I am carrying the car sans wheels and its light. I hide it near the fence somewhere at the back, it folds up longways so that the neighbors cant see.
Then some bullshit about marrying my bro because I want him to be better. I call it off at the last minute after I realize how retarded the idea is. This is after I see some kind of groomsmen situation where they skeet into each others direction and a little spear comes out. Its summer at this point.