Going 70 under mountains
You damn right, I drove under mountians this past weekend. We went to Philly on Friday, for my 2nd cousin's engagement which was on Saturday. They're the sweetest things since iced capuccinos(sp?). Most of the people who were there were cousins through marriage. But it doesn't matter. I got to meet a lot of people.
We went to a club that night. It was lame though because I didn't dance at all. My cousins did. But I didn't because my brothers were there. I AIN'T DANCING IN FRONT OF MY BROTHERS! I did sneak a couple camoflauged drinks though. And I inhaled a lot of smoke. And I watched some dancing sluts on the top floor. And watched the rest of the crew on the first floor. Two of my younger cousins got in with fake IDs. One of them got caught, and they took away his ID, but they let him in anyway. Philly is fucking crazy at night. Cops everywhere, but they don't do anything except hand out speeding tickets.
I drove 4 hours straight on the way back.
And I saw the Wachovia Center.
The Pistons are losing.
We went to a club that night. It was lame though because I didn't dance at all. My cousins did. But I didn't because my brothers were there. I AIN'T DANCING IN FRONT OF MY BROTHERS! I did sneak a couple camoflauged drinks though. And I inhaled a lot of smoke. And I watched some dancing sluts on the top floor. And watched the rest of the crew on the first floor. Two of my younger cousins got in with fake IDs. One of them got caught, and they took away his ID, but they let him in anyway. Philly is fucking crazy at night. Cops everywhere, but they don't do anything except hand out speeding tickets.
I drove 4 hours straight on the way back.
And I saw the Wachovia Center.
The Pistons are losing.