hurry up, the Indians don't like it when you pee on their land!
So usually my mom will make me come with her when she goes to a mall because she thinks that will make up for the lack of a life either of us has here. The mall we went to this time was really nice, it was huge ass and I didn't even see the whole thing. Would have been a nice place to go with people! anyway, on the way back I had to pee really bad so she pulled over on the side of the road on this Indian reservation and she was like "hurry up, the Indians don't like it when you pee on their land!" so as I was getting out I almost got my foot ran over. It probably would have been broken had I been wearing real shoes instead of the flip flops which she told me not to wear (Matt's right again!) In the dark it looked really bad but we ended up going to Wal Mart since I couldn't pee with her yelling at me about Indians and it was only a really bad scrape. Other than that, my weekend sucked like all my other weekends, but that was a good story, right?