Our Razor Gang is Called "I Am Awesome"
Family outing...Hilariousness to be expected...Lucas, myself, and our razor gang went to the park for a picnic...After inflicting some havok and torment upon the locales, we decided to go roll over to the baseball fields...We saw some old men playing softball...Shared some laughs and left...As we were leaving some gentleman yelled at us for scootering in a prohibited area...The usage of the obscene visuals was tempted but controlled...We laughed...No one wanted to enter the skate park with myself though and show the marijiuna-induced skaters how it is done...I wanted a razor/skater war, but I didn't want to be someones martyr...Its extremely difficult to fight a battle with no soldiers...Although I learned this the easy way...Oh well...I almost sacrificed myself to save a volleyball from the clutches of the roof...I succeed with my life intact...Lucas and I shared a momment on rocks overlooking the man made pond...It was romantic...Went to bible study and made contact with not just spiritual things...It was grand...Am I holding on to a sinking ship...Someone tell me...