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On Halloween night a few of us hung out and drank. But to begin I have a story.
Leaving the oh-so popular Timmy Ho's on the busy Tuesday night, we decided to drive to Dylan's to drop off his car and therefore begin our night of fun. Deciding that it would be a more appropriate idea to stash the alcoholic beverages in the trunk of his car, I hop out of the vehicle to place our stash in the back. Instead of taking out what was needed, I just threw my entire purse, valuables and all in the back. In a rush to close the trunk of the car, sleeping bags and blankets hanging out of the rear, cars began approaching me and I rushed to get into Dylan's already moving car. We sped away, driving along Shelbourne, then up MacKenzie. Blasting some tunes and not caring about a thing, a man accelerates up beside us, motioning to roll down the window. He yells, informing us our trunk is open.
We pull to the side, and I run out to check the remains of what is left in the trunk. Everything but my purse. We then begin to retrace our path back along MacKenzie until we hit the intersection of Cedar Hill & MacKenzie. Shawnay bursts out and laughs, "Whats that big pile of shit" and sure enough..there's all of my stuff spread along an intersection. I run out towards my purse and it's remains, luckily enough without any traffic in sight. My mickey of "sunshine in a bottle", my full unopened bottle of Sobe juice are both smashed and emptied all over my things and the road. All my makeup is destroyed and spread inside my bag, as well as my flattened and bent wallet. My retainer from my current appointment at the Ortho's is gone, and my iPod headphones are crushed. Other than that, everything else was fine. The only thing that remained untouched was in fact my most expensive item, my camera. And with the relief of having my important items back, I give you a picture of my crap taken with my Miracle Camera.
But other than that, here's some pictures left from the night after the horrific event.
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Dylan and I shared some of his nasty flavoured vodka, and used a homemade shot glass. (Actually the top of his lava lamp)
The two of us played our own drinking game, good ol' rock/paper/scissors. Meena was less than impressed.
Dyl showing me what line I had to stop pouring at..hah.
Le Bullet.
Yeah, I was a koala.
Always gotta encorporate the asian faces.
Such a happy girl.
