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This weekend was out oof my hands. I started it off hitching a ride with Lindsay, and asking her to drive me to Westwood. Instead, we went to Austin's house, and got shot up. After that, his mother sits us down and has us look at the family pictures (one had him drunk off his ass, and his mother was cool with it). Then we drove to this fools stunk up house down the street with a porter potty in the front. After which we drove to Mc. Donald's, and made a shady deal in Lindsay's 82 wagon. On our final journy to Westwood Austin pokes some holes in a coke can and tries to snatch the weed to smoke it while where driving in rush hour traffic, (loud banchy yells can be heard from the drivers seat.) I then made it to westwood without getting high or arrested.
The next day (Sat.) I was supposed to drive some people over to Chris's party, but my cell phone died, and nobody could get ahold of me. My weekend was a freak show.
The next day (Sat.) I was supposed to drive some people over to Chris's party, but my cell phone died, and nobody could get ahold of me. My weekend was a freak show.