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Sons-a-bitches.....
Some dipshits tried to break into our bus...AT THE GAME!! Plus they managed to steal some chairs and a cooler from one of our buddies truck. We found the a-holes and confronted them. In doing so, we got our cooler and chairs back, but the problem boiled around for a bit. In the end, we left, only to have the drunk fuckers call the cops on us. So, Brad walked the tight rope, pointed at his nose and had his eyes checked, only to have the cop say; "Well, I've got one more test for ya." Bastard.
Brad then got to test his lungs, at which he did a stupendous job. He scored a .067 on a nearly infinite scale. Just like golf, the lower the better, Brad passed quite well.
The cop wanted to make sure that we got to see some of the shopping available in Ames, as he suggested a trip thru K-Mart for us. We were much abliged.
Some dipshits tried to break into our bus...AT THE GAME!! Plus they managed to steal some chairs and a cooler from one of our buddies truck. We found the a-holes and confronted them. In doing so, we got our cooler and chairs back, but the problem boiled around for a bit. In the end, we left, only to have the drunk fuckers call the cops on us. So, Brad walked the tight rope, pointed at his nose and had his eyes checked, only to have the cop say; "Well, I've got one more test for ya." Bastard.
Brad then got to test his lungs, at which he did a stupendous job. He scored a .067 on a nearly infinite scale. Just like golf, the lower the better, Brad passed quite well.
The cop wanted to make sure that we got to see some of the shopping available in Ames, as he suggested a trip thru K-Mart for us. We were much abliged.
posted by Robby at 3:23 PM
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