we went to go get some painting done at the fire escape, but they were full. so we walked down 17th! we went downwards into a store. with clothes in it. where emo jeans were worn. and jef broke a manikin while trying to put them on. jef and marc were creeped on.
it kinda worked with marc. he's a bornagain emokid. we beat him up.
my thunderthighs got in the way of the pinkness.
we also found this wicked bathroom that played burt backarack. i don't know how to spell it so thats how it will remain. it was pretty unnecessary.
then we decided a food eating contest would settle our need to paint bowls and goblets. we searched for pizza hut dine in, but were unsuccessful. so we thought. and we thought. and we ate some fries.
it was unnecessary as well as easy.
chocolate milk became the game. as well as stupid games to decide the game. what a weird night.
also there were no pants.
first i think it was a cracker eating contest... first one to whistle with 5 soda crackers in their mouth. jef won, and marc put crackerdust all over the shoes. next was who could blow bubbles first.
thats dishsoap.
thats a dropped spoon and where marc failed to blow bubbles
nobody won because we all spit it out within 3 seconds. marc and jef still taste it in the back of their throats. it was a good idea.
then we went painful and shot our feet with airsoft bullets until one of us backed out
then we got bored and played chess while smoking sheesha.
it was a good night.
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