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Going back to begin the story with the eve: Luke Nate Dave and I played pig at Luke's where we grabbed the ball and went to JWES. Luke Nate Brizoni and I played Chaos! with spectators of Dave Brie and Ms. Bulbasaur. I took a jump into a wooden thing that ached my back a bit and I tired myself, I was moist with sweat. We lost Briz/Bulb and went to get smoothie materials. Got Kyler, lost Brie. Made smoothies of sour, but ended on a good one. Did madlibs for a long time, funny. Took Dave home, tied Andrew's car in caution tape. Went to Shari's to hang a long string of caution tape to the back of her car and watch her drive away. She wised up and we took it off. But as she was driving away, Kyler slipped it onto her antena. Mission Accomplished. Took Kyler home, wrapped his car in tape and got some fries and lottery tickets to do at Frisley Park. We won all our money back with a four seven miracle. The night, was called.
Started the actual day of 47 going to class. When I sat down, the girl next to me asked me the date. I replied in a proud voice with a smile on my face, "today is four seven." She replied, "huh, I guess that's got to mean something." Then several hours later I escaped.
Bussed to Luke's traded cars, got Nate. 21 and triple danger basketball for 2 or so hours. Called everyone we could. Got Brizoni, Vanessa, and David. Went to Pizza Hut and somehow ended up with 4 free pizzas and two free liters of soda. Yet another 47 miracle. Ate. Went straight to more Choas! Elise and Brieanne showed up. Brizoni shoved me down and I bled. So we went to my house and got golf clubs. Drove at the range. Next, we went to the crash mats and Kyler showed up, we spun around, ran, fell, and laughed. Next was Shari's for more food, Andrew and Matt Newell came. MN bought a pie and we took it to my house, where it was slowly devowered over a reading of madlibs, everyone went home sore, but happy.
** an unrelated note: on June 14th (I know it's finals week, shoot) I'm doing some stand up and sketch comedy at PSU. You are all invited, put it on your calendars now.
Started the actual day of 47 going to class. When I sat down, the girl next to me asked me the date. I replied in a proud voice with a smile on my face, "today is four seven." She replied, "huh, I guess that's got to mean something." Then several hours later I escaped.
Bussed to Luke's traded cars, got Nate. 21 and triple danger basketball for 2 or so hours. Called everyone we could. Got Brizoni, Vanessa, and David. Went to Pizza Hut and somehow ended up with 4 free pizzas and two free liters of soda. Yet another 47 miracle. Ate. Went straight to more Choas! Elise and Brieanne showed up. Brizoni shoved me down and I bled. So we went to my house and got golf clubs. Drove at the range. Next, we went to the crash mats and Kyler showed up, we spun around, ran, fell, and laughed. Next was Shari's for more food, Andrew and Matt Newell came. MN bought a pie and we took it to my house, where it was slowly devowered over a reading of madlibs, everyone went home sore, but happy.
** an unrelated note: on June 14th (I know it's finals week, shoot) I'm doing some stand up and sketch comedy at PSU. You are all invited, put it on your calendars now.