"ok man"
what up journal how you been i missed you. ok so lets see i'm going to be spending some time @ home so that means i can get all nice and fat yup,
ok so i'mma tell a story but i was to drunk to remember it so everything i'm going to tell you is what ivan told me now this story is kinda extreme and i had a difficult time believing it, and i wouldn't of believed it if it wasn't for the fact that ivan doesn't lie .
so justin's moving to michigan so we had a going away party for him the time was around 9:00pm, anyways i got so fucking drunk it was amazing so anyways everyones just chilling in the back yard talkin and smoking me and andrew are westling and i kick andrews ass (naruraly) and i go sit down and everything starts to get kinda quiet and all of a sudden ivan jumps up and says "man fuck this, i'm going streaking" and walks off making the assumption that i'm right behind him and befor he gets to the end of the drive way he notices that i'm not there so he goes back and says to me "come on byron we're streaking" "ok man" i said and we walked out to the end of justins drive way and started to take off our clothes ivan got the idea of rolling up our clothes and hiding them in a bush so no one would try and hide them or anything like that (which happens alot).
So we start running up the street yelling shit like "we're streaking" and ivan says to me "man this shit is boring we need to do something new" so he walkes up to this one house that seems to be pretty well lit and he pretends like he cant open the gate so he goes "byron i can't open the gate you do it"
"ok man" and i was to drunk to do anything so i guess i decited it would be a good idea to run into it and break it down which i did, so now ivan and i area prancing around some random back yard giggling and thinking how cool we are but i see some people watching t.v. thru a window and ivan says " dude, tap on the window" "ok man" BOOM BOOM BOOM i start to pound on the window hard as fuck, and the lights went on , the people started to panic, then we heard dogs barking so we we're like "oh fuck" ivan says " byron lets get outta here" "ok man" so we take off.
So we're running and running and ivan leads me to this appartment complex up the stairs where we could see the whole neighborhood so we watched the people of the house we just streaked thru come out side and look around and eventualy go back inside and turn the lights off, once ivan decited that the coast was clear he said "alright byron lets go" "ok man"
but ivan still hight from the adrenalin rush said "no dude lets not go back yet,i still wanna do someing" "ok man", then ivan starts to look aroung and se sees a bathroom window that's open but the screens still there so he goes up to it and starts fuckin with it and decides he wanst me to open it " byron dude i can't get the screen off can u do it" "ok man" so i try and get it off and ofter like 5 minuts i decide to punch thru it and take it off from the inside and ivan starts to laught and what not, then ivan says " ok dude lets go in" "ok dude" so i climb in and i don't make a sound once i'm in i signal for ivan to come in and ivans big ass ends up falling in and making a big ass sound so he gets up and we're both covering our mouths to try and hold our laughter, once we get congroll of our selfs we decide it's time to move out so ivan opens the bath room door.
Once we walked thru the door we ended up in the master bedroom which is great because there are two peopole in the bed sleeping so me and ivan look at each other and start giggling while ivan makes his ways to the light switch and signals me to get to the foot of the bed. Then he does it the lights go on "WE'RE STREAKING!!!!" we yell and make all this noise and start jumping and rolling on the bed and making all this commotion, the people had no idea how to react which was great, then ivan says "come on byron lets get outta hear" "ok man" so we run out of the room and seeing as to how we've never been in this house before we had no idea where the front door is so ivan starts looking for it while the guy who lived there comes running out of the room and starts throwing shit at me finaly ivan opens the door and we run like mexicans back to justins house.
we get our clothes out of the bush and start puting them on, ivan is now fully dresed with the exeption of his shirt which he is having a hard time finding and he comes up to me( this is ivans favorate part of the whole night) and i'm there leaning agenst justins truck in my boxers trying to puit on ivan shirt as pants and ivan says " no dude you pants are right here that's my shirt" " ok man".
i later on passed out and was carried home by ivan and andrew ( i love you guys) and woke up with one of the worst hang overs of my life
ok so i'mma tell a story but i was to drunk to remember it so everything i'm going to tell you is what ivan told me now this story is kinda extreme and i had a difficult time believing it, and i wouldn't of believed it if it wasn't for the fact that ivan doesn't lie .
so justin's moving to michigan so we had a going away party for him the time was around 9:00pm, anyways i got so fucking drunk it was amazing so anyways everyones just chilling in the back yard talkin and smoking me and andrew are westling and i kick andrews ass (naruraly) and i go sit down and everything starts to get kinda quiet and all of a sudden ivan jumps up and says "man fuck this, i'm going streaking" and walks off making the assumption that i'm right behind him and befor he gets to the end of the drive way he notices that i'm not there so he goes back and says to me "come on byron we're streaking" "ok man" i said and we walked out to the end of justins drive way and started to take off our clothes ivan got the idea of rolling up our clothes and hiding them in a bush so no one would try and hide them or anything like that (which happens alot).
So we start running up the street yelling shit like "we're streaking" and ivan says to me "man this shit is boring we need to do something new" so he walkes up to this one house that seems to be pretty well lit and he pretends like he cant open the gate so he goes "byron i can't open the gate you do it"
"ok man" and i was to drunk to do anything so i guess i decited it would be a good idea to run into it and break it down which i did, so now ivan and i area prancing around some random back yard giggling and thinking how cool we are but i see some people watching t.v. thru a window and ivan says " dude, tap on the window" "ok man" BOOM BOOM BOOM i start to pound on the window hard as fuck, and the lights went on , the people started to panic, then we heard dogs barking so we we're like "oh fuck" ivan says " byron lets get outta here" "ok man" so we take off.
So we're running and running and ivan leads me to this appartment complex up the stairs where we could see the whole neighborhood so we watched the people of the house we just streaked thru come out side and look around and eventualy go back inside and turn the lights off, once ivan decited that the coast was clear he said "alright byron lets go" "ok man"
but ivan still hight from the adrenalin rush said "no dude lets not go back yet,i still wanna do someing" "ok man", then ivan starts to look aroung and se sees a bathroom window that's open but the screens still there so he goes up to it and starts fuckin with it and decides he wanst me to open it " byron dude i can't get the screen off can u do it" "ok man" so i try and get it off and ofter like 5 minuts i decide to punch thru it and take it off from the inside and ivan starts to laught and what not, then ivan says " ok dude lets go in" "ok dude" so i climb in and i don't make a sound once i'm in i signal for ivan to come in and ivans big ass ends up falling in and making a big ass sound so he gets up and we're both covering our mouths to try and hold our laughter, once we get congroll of our selfs we decide it's time to move out so ivan opens the bath room door.
Once we walked thru the door we ended up in the master bedroom which is great because there are two peopole in the bed sleeping so me and ivan look at each other and start giggling while ivan makes his ways to the light switch and signals me to get to the foot of the bed. Then he does it the lights go on "WE'RE STREAKING!!!!" we yell and make all this noise and start jumping and rolling on the bed and making all this commotion, the people had no idea how to react which was great, then ivan says "come on byron lets get outta hear" "ok man" so we run out of the room and seeing as to how we've never been in this house before we had no idea where the front door is so ivan starts looking for it while the guy who lived there comes running out of the room and starts throwing shit at me finaly ivan opens the door and we run like mexicans back to justins house.
we get our clothes out of the bush and start puting them on, ivan is now fully dresed with the exeption of his shirt which he is having a hard time finding and he comes up to me( this is ivans favorate part of the whole night) and i'm there leaning agenst justins truck in my boxers trying to puit on ivan shirt as pants and ivan says " no dude you pants are right here that's my shirt" " ok man".
i later on passed out and was carried home by ivan and andrew ( i love you guys) and woke up with one of the worst hang overs of my life