"Cork-it ya punk-ass-punk!"
Jordan and Me are fucking thugs.
So it all began with Jordan and myself being Beer Edge and lacking a sharpie, so we used ketchup. After the ketchup started burning our hands, Jordan washed hers of and I had the ingenius idea to back hand someone 'cross da face with my beer edge. And since Justin was a pretty good candidate, BAM. The End.
I'll edit this shit later, there was an old man who was being a dumbass, but I'm in a hurry to meet up with people. I'm sure you're all excited!