you seriously shoulda been there.
here's the scene:
greg, justin, erica, amy, and i are walking down south street after cruising penn's landing (where, i might add, we witnessed many a young couple sharing moments in their city best, and where greg had a few moments of his own. side note: across the river we could see the tweeter center, where apparently, metallica was playing that night!!). so we're headed back to the house, it's about midnight, and OUT OF NO WHERE seven horses come GALLOPING down the street, bare-backed, with gangsta kids no older than fifteen at the reins!
my first thought..."WTF?!"
my second thought..."maybe they stole the horses from the cops?"
but then i realized that they couldn't have, because the cops ride those real pretty and neatly groomed horses. these were raggamuffins.
my third thought, which was projected out loud..."where did you EVEN get those horses???"
the obvious leader of the group replied..."my dad."
greg, justin, erica, amy, and i are walking down south street after cruising penn's landing (where, i might add, we witnessed many a young couple sharing moments in their city best, and where greg had a few moments of his own. side note: across the river we could see the tweeter center, where apparently, metallica was playing that night!!). so we're headed back to the house, it's about midnight, and OUT OF NO WHERE seven horses come GALLOPING down the street, bare-backed, with gangsta kids no older than fifteen at the reins!
my first thought..."WTF?!"
my second thought..."maybe they stole the horses from the cops?"
but then i realized that they couldn't have, because the cops ride those real pretty and neatly groomed horses. these were raggamuffins.
my third thought, which was projected out loud..."where did you EVEN get those horses???"
the obvious leader of the group replied..."my dad."