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I had the most insane day...
So mike calls me at like... 2 am, and hes like "Yo man, lets hang out", and i had been really bored all day so i decided, sure why not...
I call David, and walk to Mike's.
I get there and David's already chillin outside. So we gather outside Mike's house and debate what to do...
We end up going to get cigarettes then going to Joe's house, and he tells us we can't come over because its like 3 am and hes playing Eq or something, so we walk off into the rain in defeat.
What now? "Hey, let's go get some booze."
Sweet...
So we hit the only place open that late... Safeway, and attempt to shoulder tap...
For those of you who dont know, Safeway is easily the WORSE place to shoulder tap, but we're a tad optionless at this point right, so whatever.
After traveling around most of san jose and cupertino looking for a Safeway with alot of people, we end hanging out at the one by Rachel and Heather's house for like... 3 hours? My god.
NO LUCK.
So by now its like 6 am... wtf? So we hit Starbucks and chill for a bit, then someone (me i think...) comes up with the lovely idea of going and picking up Andre before school because he has a fake ID and we figure he might need a ride to school...
So its 7 am now none of us have slept, and we're still on this fucked up alchohol mission... We go to Andre's and the first thing he says is "Its 7 am...." and were like "Yeah man, lets fucking do it"... And after alot of "Wtf? are you guys on something" he finally says yeah, but he has to get ready for school so he wants us to come back at 8 15...
So we bounce for a bit and come back around 8, so its been... what? 6 hours? Yeah, weve been on this mission for 6 hours... So anyway, he comes to the door and hes like "I lost my ID...."
And I'm just like, WTF?! And i guess he doesnt need a ride any more, so we get back in the car...
Ok, now what?
BACK TO SAFEWAY!!!
Its morning now so its a tiny bit easier to shoulder tap, right?
We chill for a bit, we ask some dude, and hes like "Nah."
Dick.
There's this old black man, chillin there, asking for donations.
David and/or mike is/are like "Yo Patty P, go ask that dude."
After some contemplation and strategizing, im like... "Yeah, alright."
So i stroll up to this guy with a million and a half doubts in my head, i mean... hes old, hes black, hes doing volunteer work, what're the odds.
So i stroll by, David's behind me... David pulls out a smoke and starts to light it, real suave like, the guy goes "Hey brotha, mind if i get one of those"
Hook. Line. Sinker.
I spin around and make eye contact with the guy, mouth opens... "Man, can i ask you a favor? We need some alchohol."
Without hesitation this guy says "Sure, but i can't buy it here."
Nicccceeeeeee.
So David sits at this guys volunteer booth to take donations (lol) while this dude and I stroll across the parking lot to Walgreens. I hand him the money and he goes in. I chill for about 5 minutes outside the store, singin Sublime, just chillin right?
He walks out, and like the true pimp this guy is, hes got the bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other, totally rockin the umbrella like its his pimp cane and shit.
He drops the bag in between two cars and i stroll up, still singing sublime, keep in mind... and i nab it...
FUCKING VICTORY! A fat thing of Peppermint Schnapps and a half gallon of CAPTAIN MORGANS!! RUM!!! Wait, wait.. what?? RUM!!!!
From 2am to 9 30am. At last.
After an exchange of mad props in the car, i hit the bottle of course, and so does David, Mike drives to West Valley, cuz he has school in a few hours and we figure we'll get good and randy before he has to go to class...
So we chill for a few hours, we finish the bottle and we go to the WV campus, we walk into the office, and im just standing there, staggering and whatnot, and who the fuck walks in?
Janelle!!
One of the coolest chicks i know, i havent seen her in awhile. Awesome.
Im like "Janelle! You fuckin punk! Whats up kid!" *hugs* *mingle*
She has to go to class, so after much love. She rolls.
So, Mike goes to class, and me and David are just chillin, we go back to the car, swig a few more times, and then we hit the cafeteria and fully get our grubb on.
Mike walks up and hes all fucked up and he groans and falls on the table and then lifts his head up and goes "Dude, i gotta go copy something, you guys got the schnapps on you?" Hahaha.
He walks off, me and David return to the car, and we havent slept all day so we crash in Mike's car...
Ok, this is the lame part...
I wake up...
Where the fuck am i??
David is hitting me...
He's like "Where the fuck are we dude?"
We're in the pruneyard dude, and its dark out...
I dont know how, i dont know why.
Im like "Ok Mike is probably at his work"
So we walk to Mrs. Fields, and one of his co workers is there...
Im like "Yo Katie, where's Mike at?"
She's like, "Um, he's passed out on the floor or something, is he ok...?"
What?!?!
I walk back there, Mike is literally face down on the floor, totally passed out...
I laugh and then kick him a few times to get his lazy ass up.
He gets up and hes like "i gotta go home and crash man..."
Fuck...
So Mike goes home and passes out, and hes asleep right now, but im sure he'll be up around 2 or 3, and i know Mike, and if hes got a bottle of rum in his car hes gonna wanna party...
Part 2 in about 6 hours. Hahaha. Rad.
Peace.
So mike calls me at like... 2 am, and hes like "Yo man, lets hang out", and i had been really bored all day so i decided, sure why not...
I call David, and walk to Mike's.
I get there and David's already chillin outside. So we gather outside Mike's house and debate what to do...
We end up going to get cigarettes then going to Joe's house, and he tells us we can't come over because its like 3 am and hes playing Eq or something, so we walk off into the rain in defeat.
What now? "Hey, let's go get some booze."
Sweet...
So we hit the only place open that late... Safeway, and attempt to shoulder tap...
For those of you who dont know, Safeway is easily the WORSE place to shoulder tap, but we're a tad optionless at this point right, so whatever.
After traveling around most of san jose and cupertino looking for a Safeway with alot of people, we end hanging out at the one by Rachel and Heather's house for like... 3 hours? My god.
NO LUCK.
So by now its like 6 am... wtf? So we hit Starbucks and chill for a bit, then someone (me i think...) comes up with the lovely idea of going and picking up Andre before school because he has a fake ID and we figure he might need a ride to school...
So its 7 am now none of us have slept, and we're still on this fucked up alchohol mission... We go to Andre's and the first thing he says is "Its 7 am...." and were like "Yeah man, lets fucking do it"... And after alot of "Wtf? are you guys on something" he finally says yeah, but he has to get ready for school so he wants us to come back at 8 15...
So we bounce for a bit and come back around 8, so its been... what? 6 hours? Yeah, weve been on this mission for 6 hours... So anyway, he comes to the door and hes like "I lost my ID...."
And I'm just like, WTF?! And i guess he doesnt need a ride any more, so we get back in the car...
Ok, now what?
BACK TO SAFEWAY!!!
Its morning now so its a tiny bit easier to shoulder tap, right?
We chill for a bit, we ask some dude, and hes like "Nah."
Dick.
There's this old black man, chillin there, asking for donations.
David and/or mike is/are like "Yo Patty P, go ask that dude."
After some contemplation and strategizing, im like... "Yeah, alright."
So i stroll up to this guy with a million and a half doubts in my head, i mean... hes old, hes black, hes doing volunteer work, what're the odds.
So i stroll by, David's behind me... David pulls out a smoke and starts to light it, real suave like, the guy goes "Hey brotha, mind if i get one of those"
Hook. Line. Sinker.
I spin around and make eye contact with the guy, mouth opens... "Man, can i ask you a favor? We need some alchohol."
Without hesitation this guy says "Sure, but i can't buy it here."
Nicccceeeeeee.
So David sits at this guys volunteer booth to take donations (lol) while this dude and I stroll across the parking lot to Walgreens. I hand him the money and he goes in. I chill for about 5 minutes outside the store, singin Sublime, just chillin right?
He walks out, and like the true pimp this guy is, hes got the bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other, totally rockin the umbrella like its his pimp cane and shit.
He drops the bag in between two cars and i stroll up, still singing sublime, keep in mind... and i nab it...
FUCKING VICTORY! A fat thing of Peppermint Schnapps and a half gallon of CAPTAIN MORGANS!! RUM!!! Wait, wait.. what?? RUM!!!!
From 2am to 9 30am. At last.
After an exchange of mad props in the car, i hit the bottle of course, and so does David, Mike drives to West Valley, cuz he has school in a few hours and we figure we'll get good and randy before he has to go to class...
So we chill for a few hours, we finish the bottle and we go to the WV campus, we walk into the office, and im just standing there, staggering and whatnot, and who the fuck walks in?
Janelle!!
One of the coolest chicks i know, i havent seen her in awhile. Awesome.
Im like "Janelle! You fuckin punk! Whats up kid!" *hugs* *mingle*
She has to go to class, so after much love. She rolls.
So, Mike goes to class, and me and David are just chillin, we go back to the car, swig a few more times, and then we hit the cafeteria and fully get our grubb on.
Mike walks up and hes all fucked up and he groans and falls on the table and then lifts his head up and goes "Dude, i gotta go copy something, you guys got the schnapps on you?" Hahaha.
He walks off, me and David return to the car, and we havent slept all day so we crash in Mike's car...
Ok, this is the lame part...
I wake up...
Where the fuck am i??
David is hitting me...
He's like "Where the fuck are we dude?"
We're in the pruneyard dude, and its dark out...
I dont know how, i dont know why.
Im like "Ok Mike is probably at his work"
So we walk to Mrs. Fields, and one of his co workers is there...
Im like "Yo Katie, where's Mike at?"
She's like, "Um, he's passed out on the floor or something, is he ok...?"
What?!?!
I walk back there, Mike is literally face down on the floor, totally passed out...
I laugh and then kick him a few times to get his lazy ass up.
He gets up and hes like "i gotta go home and crash man..."
Fuck...
So Mike goes home and passes out, and hes asleep right now, but im sure he'll be up around 2 or 3, and i know Mike, and if hes got a bottle of rum in his car hes gonna wanna party...
Part 2 in about 6 hours. Hahaha. Rad.
Peace.