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Little Shane, *sigh*...he was 11 years old when I met him. This weekend we had his 21st birthday celebration complete with keg at the Davis boy's mother's house. And he screwed some nasty old lady in his car. They grow up so fast...*tear* We got to jam too, which felt SOOOO great after not playing together for like 6 months. Saw a few old friends and only smoked THREE cigarettes. It sucks that I smoked any because I had been doing so well with the quitting thing, but I'll chalk it up to the sheer quantity of beer that was pulsing through my viens at that point. Menthols too...uhg. Matthew got trashed and decided he wanted to have his own version of "Scared Straight" for his 15 year old sister and told her that he was so poor from buying drugs that he had to eat his own shit. He said this with a straight face and got pissed at me when I laughed my ass off at him. Oh well, his intent was good, but delivery sucked. Good times at the hillbilly abode. I have pictures I'll put up in a little bit, just so that the sheer white trashiness can fully be appreciated.