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I just had a silly run-in with the De Pere Police!! It was fun!
So I was laying on Caitlin's front porch. Why, I'm not sure. It's a big long story. I dropped her off for her curfew and then just sort of layed down. She came out two minutes later and was like, "Why are you still here?" Truthfully, I was hanging out with her dog. I am in love with her dog. Her dog and I are tight, yo. So I hung out there for ten more minutes. When her mom brought me peanuts to eat. Fifteen minutes later, I was still there. I got real bored and started going these leg exercises I made up with my legs up in the air doing a biking motion. Then I heard this car slow down on Clay Street and stop right in front of the house. I was afraid to look, I thought "Oh god, it's some guy from high school watching me lay on someone else's front porch in these little pink shorts "biking". So I glance over when I feel this big spot light on me and it's a friendly police officer! So he told me to move my car because I guess my car's ass is bigger than I'd presumed and it was hanging out of her driveway halfway onto the street. And on top of that, blocking the sidewalk.
I think he was really hoping to catch me drunk with my legs flailing in the air. Too bad he missed out. That was last weekend. ;) not.
So I realize it's lame that all my livejournal sees anymore is brief stories of my minor parking violations. My summer's been much more exciting, I promise.
So I was laying on Caitlin's front porch. Why, I'm not sure. It's a big long story. I dropped her off for her curfew and then just sort of layed down. She came out two minutes later and was like, "Why are you still here?" Truthfully, I was hanging out with her dog. I am in love with her dog. Her dog and I are tight, yo. So I hung out there for ten more minutes. When her mom brought me peanuts to eat. Fifteen minutes later, I was still there. I got real bored and started going these leg exercises I made up with my legs up in the air doing a biking motion. Then I heard this car slow down on Clay Street and stop right in front of the house. I was afraid to look, I thought "Oh god, it's some guy from high school watching me lay on someone else's front porch in these little pink shorts "biking". So I glance over when I feel this big spot light on me and it's a friendly police officer! So he told me to move my car because I guess my car's ass is bigger than I'd presumed and it was hanging out of her driveway halfway onto the street. And on top of that, blocking the sidewalk.
I think he was really hoping to catch me drunk with my legs flailing in the air. Too bad he missed out. That was last weekend. ;) not.
So I realize it's lame that all my livejournal sees anymore is brief stories of my minor parking violations. My summer's been much more exciting, I promise.