party over here whoop whoop
well today was probely was the craziest friday ever. well the day started at cyles house and we were fixin my bike then we left for the creek walk they have at a park. well we rode over there on our bikes. which is like 6 miles from where we live. we got to the creek walk and we tryed to find people we know. well nobody was there so we rode to the bike shop but it was closed. we were like super duper hooper thristy so we and cyles great thinkable minds said we should go to the liquor store so we did but we got kicked out because we stayed in front of the fan for like 20 mins. so then we went back to the creek walk and this band was playin and they sucked like a cold monkey on a bright sunday mourning with coffe on the side. im werid. anyways gettin back to the best story a 15 year old could tell his grandma. yea anyways we looked for people and we finally saw justin so we talked to that kool cat for awhile and then we found TK(nickname) and we talked to her kick butt group of friends. so then we had cyles very kool mom pick up r super dooper hooper bikes so we could go in. so we went in and saw a bunch of people dancing(i was scared for life)why u ask. because i saw a hippie dancing. it was soooooooooooooo funny. well anyway we saw ashely and said hi and i danced wit her for awhile. then we cyle and our very kool cats walked around being crazy. then TK comes runnin up to us and says in a very angry voice "SOME 13 YEAR OLDS SHOT ME WIT A BB GUN" so we and cyle got our hunting gear(jk) and went after them. but we couldnt find them so we said if we did we would hurt them badly. ITALIN STYLE BABY(inside joke wit jose) but then some little punks who thought they were kool somking said to cyle nice du-rag b****(however u spell it. so me and cyle turn around like michael jackson in his concert. and said if u sooo tuff then come down and say it to our face. and they think they kool like r kool selfs and walked over to us and said nice du-rag and me and cyle pushed and they triped over a rock and rolled down a hill. but wat me and cyle didnt know was that a cop was runnin towards us so we jeted out of there like a jet rocket on hoston on a cold sunday mouring with a slight breeze. lucky we were never caught but TK and them were. poor them. so today was a pretty kick a** day.