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somehow, the adventures i have with bob,wagner and matt when we're high never cease to amaze me. so we have a case of beer and its about 7 and we had just finished the last of the ganj so, we decide to go find a party in bg at wich we could enjoy our brews. well somehow it fuckin worked out that there was a shit ton of drunken as costume parties as far as the eye could see so we chose one were there were a bunch of people outside and we gathered around a keg and comenced on to stage drunk. well after feeling drunk as hell we left the party and were not 50 feet away untill a cop randomly singles me out and see's me with a beer can in my hand. she proceded to arrest me while my other friends fled ((pricks)) haha. my father then had to come pick me up from the police station at 1 in the morning wich he was no to pleased with but i got out of trouble which is also nice because my parents are amazing somehow and didnt get all shity about it. so im now sitting here looking at this ticket trying to read chicken scratch lettering, thinking about not having those cigarettes the police women took from me and how good ramen noodles would taste drunk right now. lesson learned: natural lite taste like poop and it label has to much luster.:keep away:.