a trip with mom, dad, and brother
i went to scranton, philidelphia, and atlantic city last week it was fun. scranton was boring exept i got a giant yellow and purple jacket with scooby doo on the back. in philly i got an old english hat and on the way back top the hotel in the taxi there was fat joe "rock away" and i just happened to know the words so i started singing it(see my niggas dont dance, we just pull up the pants and, do the rock away now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back). the i got yelled at by casino security because i was "under age"(this is after the half hour i was in there doing my dads slot machine while standing behind him alittle also walking by about 10 security guards). but aside from that there was some guy playing pots, pans, buckets, a snare, and basically everything that makes a percussion like noise. we went to the rainforest cafe and the have stampede things every half hourish and everytime it happened i hid under the table. then we went to a bar on the beach to get drinks, there was a band playing and, i kid you not, about 20 drunk people dancing, it was hilarious. on the way home we hit about 20 toll stations in jersey.
that was my journey, it was tiring, yet, fun
that was my journey, it was tiring, yet, fun