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May 19th, 2004

09:17 pm - another wasted vacation Man. I don't even know where to start. There's a lot of SHIT, yeah that's right, shit. Goin on. There's way to much drama in this world. It all just needs to stop. I'm sick of fighting, arguing and bickering with everyone I know. As of right now, I'm a stoner fuck juggalo. intresting huh? Of course. News: Hot Topic now carrys peach and black cherry faygo for all u faygo luvers n juggalos out there. I finally got my Phillips dvd/home theatre system. shits sick. Me, Jeff, Joe and Pete got our tickets to: Slipknot, Chimira and Fear Factory. Shorty and Steph are fighting about wether Steph's car needs a jump-start...fuckin l00neys, fight like they're married. Life still sucks. Let me tell you people in wonderfull journal land a story that all yall fuckers missed out on...its all good, it wasnt a good story anyways. Chad Jackson's here. and out of breath, cuz the moron ran in the cold at 9 at night, with a fuckin sweat shirt on. Moron. Anywho, back to the story. It all started one day, when joe and pete got in a slight argument. Joe wanted to go to strawberries and get his slipknot ticket, but it would cost more that way, so Jeff had Pete order the tickets online. Joe didn't want Pete to do that, Cuz Joe doesn't trust Pete. So they fought for a while about that. And then Joe went off on Pete. Joe told him ALL the reasons he didn't like him, some legit, some not legit. Like the fact that Pete smells. ( is that a legit reason not to like someone so much that you want to kill him?) and then there was other more and actually legit ones like Pete's using me. When he's really not. Pete's doing the best he can, there's not much out there for jobs, and Pete's trying so cut him some slack. Anyways. So I got home from school that day, and Pete tells me Joe flipped out on him. So I told Pete to tell Joe, that i didnt want him coming here for a while. Not only for the fact that Joe wanted to beat Pete's ass, but for the simple fact that Joe spends a lot of time here, and when we spend too much time together, we drive eachother nuts and start arguing and shit, not good. So after I had Pete tell Joe that, Joe calls me, and I try to explain why I didnt want him coming, but he wouldnt listen and asked me a straight up question "Do you not want me at ya crib?" and I said No, and he said "ok" and hung up. So i didnt even get a chance to explain. About two hours later Joe's mom calls. She starts asking me a whole shitload of questions about what happened and i told her, joe got into a fight with pete and joe wants to kick his ass, so in respect to my mom. I don't want joe here for a little bit. She thought I said until his birthday, which I didnt. (they like to turn things around, quite strange) So my aunt's bitchin at me for a while, telling me its my fault that joes gonna be depressed n shit cuz my house is the only place he can go ...blah blah blah... and she pissed me off so bad i was crying, and it sucked. The next few days passed by, with out Joe. and I get a call from Joe saying that hes at jess's and he needs a place to stay, he told me he wouldnt do anything to me or pete, so i said yes. he's been here since with virtually no problems...and shits good. I highly doubt Joe likes pete at all, but oh well. As long as they can co-ezhist, then everythigns straight. Yea telling u people that was pretty pointless....but i needed to get it off my chest. I had a pretty interesting day today. I woke up, with pete dancing around listening to some cd he burnt a while ago. and jus chilled for a little bit. Watched Disasterpieces by Slipknot. and then got some pot, rolled a nice kind bud blunt, which got me so fuckin high. chilled for a little bit more, then chad picked me joe n pete up and we went to the mall. I got a new hat, with Hatchetman on it. (its phat, u should see it.) and a peach and black cherry faygo. werd. sorry yall, no funny shit here...jus straight up talkin. im to tired and sick to be funny right now. peace out. much clown lizzle...hahah. and febuary vacation sucked by the way, even though its not over... Current Mood: sick Current Music: silence is a deadly note.

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May 12th, 2004

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May 10th, 2004

08:07 pm - mackin your mom monday muthafacko! WOAH HOLY FUCKIN FUCK DOODLE, MACKIN YOUR MOM MONDAY CAME OUTA MUTHAFUCKIN LEFT FEILD. BOO - YAH BI - ATCH. you KNOW u wanted THAT shit in your journal, WRONG. ur done. go to bed... so wuts up ninjas? wut is going-the-fuck-on. not a single fuckin thing over on the east sizzle. jus chillin. STONED. PINGGGGGED the FUCK out. and petes packin a bowl. AND WHAT NIGGA!!!!! and yet again. pete is babbling on about shorty and trusting edwin and shit...woo. im jus fuckin wit ya dawg, MUCH FUCKIN CLOWN LOVE. just to let yall know. im extremly bored. and i havent posted in a while. so this ones gonna be wicked. and what...get ready muthafuckao...here it comes....6...5...4...3...2...1... BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM! there it was. congratulations. u just read that WHOLE paragraph, for NOTHING. anyways. onto some shit. my mom got one of the big *TAX* checks of the year. it was for about 1200...cool shit. (woah nice bong hit...) note: pete took a killa hit off joes bong ...then i tryed to match it, and got broke in the process...for those of you who didnt understand that. good. ur done. go to bed. and yes. i jacked d-loc's shit, and what? anyways...onto the big news...wow. im slow tonight. ive wrote like 6-7 paragraphs in like an hour. wooo... yah so i got some shit. i got a shitty dvd player/home theatre system bulshit. which sucked ASS cuz only like 3 of the speakers worked. so i fuckin had to return that shit. i aint done yet bitch keep reading. so i got a cell phone too, motorolla, peice of shit. ugly faceplate. but its a good phone. so im straight. i got a cheech and chong poster and also a psychopathic records (woot woot, props to all the juggalos out there, keepin that shit REAL, mcl yall.) and i got the psychopathic records blanket, with hatchetman on it. its funny because hatchetman's hatchet has cheese, on his hatchet. fa shizzle. no new bongs yet, but soon hopefully. i got a new digital camera, and what muthafucka. i got one. i jacked joes shit. he has no power in my room now. HAH! haha jus kiddin dawg, mcl. so thats about it for news. so you and ya mama, can go fuck a lama. and guess what. me and my posse, of three. smoke pot. so yeah. now u know, like ya didnt before? hahaha. wow im bored. pete is still fuckin babling. about tripple H is porkin stephanie mcman like a jewish chicken...ya pete. ur done. and so am i. peace to the peace pipe. smoke on. much clown love. ur done. peace. Current Mood: crazy Current Music: cypress hill - rock supastar

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May 6th, 2004

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May 5th, 2004

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09:21 am - WhAT tha FUCK is HAPPLEAITIN? wasssssss the fuckin deal juggalos and other peeps. im jus chillin here, fuckin bored outa my little skull. listenin to korn...some funny/interesting shit happened to me in the past like day or two. im still a virgin. how bout that fuckers? didnt know that didja, course ya did. well see....there was this chick at my house last night, im leaving names out cuz i dont want her to get upset that i wrote this in here, cuz unlike u fuckers, i have respect for women, BIATCH. anywho. it was her, me n pete, jus chillin in my room. chad and the chick, threw in on a bottle of E and J. (the grossest liqour in the world) so they were drinkin, n me n pete we're jus chillin, mackin it to chad's bitch. u kno how we do. so yeah time comes for them to leave. and i tell the chick, she can come back. and of course, i jus wanted to chill wit her, (keeping in mind i wanted some too, but oh well..) but way more then jus chillin happened...should i tell ya? sure why not...she got here, and pete was still in my room, the fucker. so of course she didnt do anything with him in there, so i walked up to him and was like "are u TRYING to ruin my night?" and he bounced. (my bad dawg, i havent made out wit a chick in like 6 months, i think ur ass deserved to go back to bed yesterday, expecially since u FUCKIN SLEPT ON ME ALL DAY!!!!) anywho.. so me n her are jus chillin...shes watchin porn on my computer off of some free website i came across...and im chillin watchin fuckin mtv n shit, cuz there was nothing else on (mind u this is like 2-3 in the morning) n all of a sudden, she jus jumps on me, and starts kissing me n shit. fuck, i didnt mind. (mind u fuckers, i didnt make a fuckin SINGLE move lastnight, she did it all...well all of what happened. so yeah. we stop makin out. and we're jus cuddling, which is cool...cuz i like that shit. (fuck all u haters, cuddlings the fuckin shit, bottom line) shit went on like that pretty much all night. which was cool, havin a bitch make out wit me when ever she feels like it, is straight wit my juggalo ass. then...at about 7-8 ish...something like that, i sit in my chair. and BAM guess whos right on top of me, makin me grab her ass smackin it n shit. cool wit me. then she starts bitin on my ear n neck n what not...still cool. and then my fuckin mom opens the door. talk about complete fuckin shock. the bitch had a look on her face like shorty when he saw my blunt wall. and thats about it for that. im gonna sell pot now. so anyone who needs, call me up muthafacko! gathering tickets....180...i might not be able to go :-( cuz i dont go to school. cuz my guidance councliers a bitch so yeah chad parker got beat for his neden...HAHAHAHAHA i STILL want a faygo tiny is fucking a stump as i speak wizard of the hood is funny shit ya bored? ....CALL YA FUCKIN MAM! i rearanged my room around for those of u who come to my house and give a fuck...my desk is where my bed was, bed's where my desk was and my entertainment center is in the middle of the two windwows. i have a courtdate, set to febuary 10th. wish me luck yall. ima need it. but i think i have a good case, cuz my guidance counciler told me i dont belong at north, and to go home and stay home until the judge decides what he decides...FUCK YOU KIRSTY I HOPE U ROT IN FUCIN HELLS PIT, AND WHEN U DIE. THERE AINT A 40 BEIN POURED OUT IN YA MEMORY, ITS GONNA BE RYZZLES PISS, WHILE I HAVE THE BIGGEST FUCKIN SMILE ON MY FACE. BIIIIITTCH!! i like boobys. do you? cool. alright yall. im out dis peice like a hater at a psy show biatch. Current Mood: enthralled Current Music: the BEEEEEP from my fucking compooper

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May 1st, 2004

11:41 pm - fuck me running ...and then sitting. wassup yall? wuts the fuckin deal? its ryzzle here. back again for another journal entry. so many, yet so little time, huh? thats cuz im skilled. and have nothing else better to do but write in this thing. so let me take u people on a journey thru the last two days...it goes a little something like this... friday: any other normal day. wake up, go to school. come home. usually i dont go to back to sleep. but sometimes i do cuz im really tired. friday i did, cuz me joe n pete stayed up MAD fuckin late scrapin bowls n shit tryin to stay high. joe brought his room-ates like 1000 digital camera that not only takes pictures but records video n shit. crazy. in the past few days we've takin so many pictures of: me, pete, shorty, joe, chad jackson, chad parker, tessa, britney, trick nasty n jeff, pretty much everyone who came to my house. we even got a pic of jess bond. how bout that. anyways. so i woke up. and i really dont remember what happened after that. cuz im an idiot. and i have short term memory loss. OH yeah noew i remember. we were waiting until 4-5 so that joes mom got here. and gave joe money. that was when i payed kevin and joe payed kevin. joe bought a fat half off of shorty for 40 bucks that rolled 5 blunts and then smoked a few bowls. crazy shit. that day, now i remember. cuz tessa and brittney came over outa no where. for those of you who dont know who tessa and brittney are, they're two chicks me n joe used to chill wit. i fooled around wit tessa a little bit. (no im not gettin into details, dont worry fuckers) so tessa and brittney leave. and jeff and trick get here. the original plan was to go to the mall. but of course we gotta stand around n chill. but it was good. we smoked another blunt, after we jus got done smokin 2 more, before jeff got there. so it was a good smoke day i guess. so yeah we smoked the blunt that joe rolled, then made our way to the solomon pond mall. man that mall SUCKS. we didnt do SHIT, WAY to many people. it sucked. there was fuckin security gaurds n shit EVERYwhere. but we went on a sample run as usual, like jeff would say "hittin every jap that would give us something" haha. and pete threw yet another tooth pick at someone. i got my faygo, finally. but it was fuckin BULLSHIT cuz i didnt have 9 cents. it was TWO DOLLARS AND NINE FUCKING CENTS, for a fucking SODA that i could get in FUCKIN BIG SLUTS FOR 50 CENTS! i had to ask jeff if i could break his twenty, thanks dawg, greatly appreciated, mcl. so yeah we came back here. chilled for a little bit, smoked some more pot...and chilled..listned to music...chilled. blah great day huh? saturday: saturday straight up sucked/ruled. it was weird. i woke up to pete and joe chillin, smokin wit out me. i didnt care tho. so i woke up. smoked a stog. chilled for a little bit. asked joe if he had anymore weed and he said no. which sucked ass, cuzi went wit my pops today, but not till mad later (like 6, we usually chill at like 12 pm after noon shit) so i was gonna smoke. but i couldnt, cuz joe didnt have pot. so im chillin. shorty calls, asks whos here. told him, me pete and joe. he said he was comin over, came over. n bam there shorty was. eric and fredo got here before shorty did, and they needed a half. so shorty banged another half. so yeah ur welcmoe shorty, for sellin two half ounces for your ass. u deserve it tho, cuz u smoke me up all the time, mcl homie. (mind u guys, im drinkin right now, (sprite n bicardi razz) im not drunk yet but i will be soon, so bare with me) anyways, so we're all jus chillin. n shorty whips out this fuckin crazy ass peice. (a bowl) the things fuckin CRAZY, point fuckin blank. its kinda small, but nice. its like lime and dark green swirls, wit a ill handle on the other side of the bowl, where the carb isnt. (ya ur confused arent ya?) and some design on the top that says "SU" or SV". its nuts. hits good too. so yeah pete goes to the store. gets 4 blunt wraps for fredo. and we chill. and smoke some blunts. i got pretty much the whole day's smoke session on tape (anyone who wants to see it, can) its great. theres a lot of smokin on it. so if u like weed, ull like it. anyways. 5 o clock rolls around, and i get out of the shower, waitin for my dad to call. he calls, says his friends band's playin mad later. so we decide not to go to the palladium and instead go to burger king and elite billards downtown. so we did that. and i whooped his ass in two games of the pool. 2 outa 5. not bad cuz normally i suck against him. so anyways. after we're done playin. and hes done bein a broken fuckin record, tellin me im gonna amount to nothing if i keep not goin to school n shit. he drops me off at my crib. i get here. petes chillin. shortly after i got here, shorty gets here. smokes me n pete up,chills for a little bit. leaves goes n gets sprite n bicardi, comes back and here i am now. almost drunk. and i have to piss really bad so im out peace. much clown love to the juggalos out there. ps- gathering news: everything will be announced on monday. pss- kottonmouth kings news: all systems go on fire it up, set to drop 4-20-04...and new tour, in may. see u later fuckers. this is ryzzle, signing the _F-U_C-K_ out. PEACE Current Mood: high Current Music: Tech N9ne - Suicide lettaz

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January 30th, 2004

10:17 am - ...self defocation, is a beautiful art... this sucks. point fuckin blank, no candy coating what so-fucking-ever. im home. but im still bored. BLAH! pete n joe are over there chillin...petes sleeping, joes scraping some resin, so we can get high. and im sitting here, writing to u fucks, listenin to lotus. fun shit. i guess. so yeah. let me tell ya'll some news.. pete has 2 out of 3 court cases dropped, has a job and is gettin his shit back together....for those of u who wanna know why his shit wasnt together, its cuz one of his "friends" gave him a little drug called heroin. and pete lost his job, then his apartment. and it went downhill from there... the gathering news so far: it is july 15-18th. tech n9ne's gonna be there, so yeah juggalos...thats all i know. hah. (note: im not sure about the dates for the gathering, because tech's website says 15-18th, but the campsites website says something different. so yeah if im wrong, sorry) tiny fucked a stump. i still want some faygo. my mom gets her state check soon. so yeah ill be gettin more shit, pot, stogs, clothes, faygo...blah blah blah you whats fucked up? how me n joe...smoke almost everyone that comes to my house up. and when we aint got shit. people come over. and are mad stingy. man FUCK YALL. im sick of this shit. im sick of fuckin dishin out all i have, and gettin SHIT or a could fuckin shoulder in return. like chad parker. fuck him man. sayin shit like "oh yah ill be up after work wit 5 bucks" doesnt come. calls at like 10:30 and asks if he can come over. wow. whatever. ill get over it. has anyone seen britney spear's new video? such a slut. but yet so hot. and if u havent seen that shit, i suggest u do. so yeaaaaah wuts goin the fuck on? ahh fuck this shit, im out dis bitch like michael jackson's penis at a kids 10th birthday party.. peace fuckers, mcl. Current Mood: awake Current Music: Dark Lotus - give me that blood (somethin like that)

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January 27th, 2004

06:16 pm - I said Faygo, FUCK Moutain Dew. BIAATCH! That's right Y'all. I said FUCK MOUTAIN DEW. 'Cuz guess what, MOUTAIN DEW SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!! Guess what fuckerz? I haven't been to school in like 3 fuckin months. cuz schools for bitches. Expecially the school I go to. All the teachers in my school, are chill, but there asses. See theres a lot of fuckin spics n shit that go to my school, and not to talk shit, but they aint the smartest ninja's, they some dumb muthafuckaz! So of course, I get treated like a moron, just like everyone else. And thats not just spanish people, its more white then anything. but oh well, they still suck. And I wanna blow that fuckin building up. MOM DAD!!! LISA'S IN THE BATHROOM! AND I GOTTA GO REALLY BAD! DON'T WORRY LITTLE JOEY, ILL GET THE BITCH OUT! sorry for that. I couldnt resist. AHHHH SHIT! So yeah, so far this week sucks. It's only tuesday, and I already wanna kill myself. There hasn't been much pot around. Probably because I don't have money. Because, I'm a broke muthafucka. Chad Jackson, has some pretty good bud. He swears its purple haze, but hes bullshittin me and everyone he's sellin that shit too, cuz it AINT FUCKIN PURPLE HAZE BIATCH! I told him, "Dude, it might be purple haze QAULITY, but it sure as hell don't look like it" Sooo fuckers. wuts everyone up to? So the Gatherings gonna be good this year. At least, it will be for me, cuz it's my first one. WOOT WOOT. I'm goin with Jeff, Trick N999NE, sammi, and peter party. It's gonna be great. Because, they all told me. that it's easy to get shti in there. so im jus gonna back like one or two bags, get bags with a shit load of pockets, and put little bits of weed all over the place. Those fuckers arent gonna sit there and go thru all of it? Are they? ANNND im gettin a fuckin cam. Don't know what kinda cam yet, but im gettin one. And I'm either gonna take pictures or video, of concerts, and people and different shit. I also plan to have a huge campfire, and smoke lots of pot with my homies, sounds fun doesnt it? FUCK YAH! Gathering Of The Juggalos 2004 FUCKKAZZZZZ My life officially sucks. But it doesn't. But it does. It's one of those things, ya know? I got good friends, and a good mam, good dad n shit. but it's just not enough. I know I sound like a greedy bitch, but FUCK YOU. I've been thru some SHIT in my life. and I'm still scarred. Besides. I don't do anything, I sit at my crib, on my computer. Talking to you fuckerz, about nothing. I don't go to school, No job, and nothing do to. SHIT MAN. This city sucks. I need to get outa here. Me, Pete and Joe, are walking to Florida....anyone intrested in taggin along? It'll be fun. Either that or we're gonna ride our bikes. (Yeah, the ones we don't have....yet) Alright. that's it. I don't have anything else funny or even intresting to say...see ya fuckerz. Current Mood: content Current Music: ICP - Psychopathic

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January 25th, 2004

01:04 pm - I WANT SOME FUCKING FAYGO! woah. i think. im gonna. kill. some. one. yesterday was funny. but fun. but it sucked alllll at the same time. here let me explain. im gonna do it in sections...cuz its gonna be longggg.... early in the morning (i am so retarded, but so bored): i woke up. dont even remember much of what happened yesterday morning. cept for the fact that petes bitch ass woke me up. it was like 10:30 and i hear some one knocking on my window...i wasnt gonna answer it. but i knew that person was there. so finally i looked n saw who it was, it was pete. the fucker opened my window. and my half asleep ass went n let him in. i was gonna go back to sleep but i said fuck it n just stayed up. so yeah i chilled wit pete for a litttle. then joe woke up. then somehow dave got here. then fredo called n was like "im comin over wit erick n this kid derick" n im like "hey man whatever". so yeah they got here. i rolled, well joe rolled up a blunt. cuz i got a fuckin phone callw hen i was tryin to roll it. so i jus passed it to joe. so yeah we smoked that. n wut not. chilled. smoked. talked. laughed. blah blah. then jeff called. said he wanted to come over. which was cool. i love chillin wit jeff. the kids great. he's funny shit...trick to. shes the fuckin shit, bottom line biatch. anyway. so they get here. and of course my fuckin mom tweaks cuz they'res like 10 people in my room. so yeah. i think it was sami, said we should go to big lots n get faygo, and of course: me, jeff, pete n trick we're like yah! lets do it. so we got directions. i got money n we went. afternoon: so yeah we'er on the road. jus chillin, bumpin the blaze ep at first. n trick gets this wonderful idea, to hit up some malls. fuckin terrorize the bitches....and we did. it was great. we went to the first mall in berlington, it was all classy and there was a bunch of emo bitches runnin around with there pink chucks and fuckin rainbow beanies (yah thats right, i saw u starin at my sexy ass...u kno u want it u emo biatch) so yeah. first stop: food court. we had to go on a sample run. so here we are : me, trick, pete jeff n sami. a couple of people with nothing better to do on a saturday after-fucking-noon run around the mall, gettin samples from everywhere. it was great. one sandwhich guy, we walked back and forth like four times n kept gettin samples, and he was happily giving them to us. so we walk into fucki spencers gifts, after the sample run. or before. i dont remember. and this dude fuckin shoots me in the face with air. i didnt know what fuckin hit me. i thought i was dead. turns out it was some air gun bullshit. so we're walkin around the store. n we see ill ass cards. there all oval n shit. n fuckin pete, of course. takes a pack. bam ::right in the pocket:: its all good tho. we went upstairs to fuckin kb toys....and pete stole silly string. a great past time for malls. eh eh eh. sami said it wasnt a good idea to silly string the berlington mall, so we jus pissed off some people with it. i sprayed it alllll over the fuckin front door. hahaha. fuckers. by the way. one of the times we were walking around getting samples, pete thru a fuckin toothpick at some kid. and fuckin hit him smack dab in the fuckin face. it was the funniest shit. yeah n jeff took one of those samples. from the guy who kept giving em to us. and fuckin dropped it off the balcony onto someguys head. oh man it was good. then on the way out. pete n jeff fuckin attacked some kid and his girlfriend with silly string off the fuckin balcony and we ran. it was great. so the next mall. i think it was the northshore mall. looked pretty shitty. so we decided to fuck it up some more. hah. we get in. and the malls like one giant fuckin maze, not like the auburn mall, where u got to strips of stores, one floor and about 3 or for entraces. the mall we went to was like a fuckin emo kids paradise. it was crazy, fuckin resturants and boutiqes everywhere...bitches to. man there were a lot of bitches. we seen 1 juggalo. and thats it. but its all good. so pete n jeff steal some more fuckin sill string. and FUCK up the bathroom. it was so good. jeff wrote kmk on the fucking sink. pete sprayed it on the doors of the stalls. it was fuckin funny. and they went to taco bell like 20 mins before n got tacos, and fire sauce. it was great. after they did up the bathroom, pete gave me a coupel of the fire sauces. and i opened it and as soon as i saw a nice clean window, SSSQQQQUUUIIRRRTTT. BAM right there on AMERICAN FUCK ME EAGLE! i hate that store. they deserve to have to clean fuckin fire sauce of there window. oh man i left out the greatest part of the mall attack from hell. pete jeff n me, went into fuckin abercombi and bitch. and raised hell. it was crazy. cuz when we walked in there. fuckin all eyes, BAM on us. every hot chick and dey mama was starin at this juggalo ass...jus cuz i didnt wear anything from or even close to being from that store, or anything like it. anyways. i jus followed pete n jeff around, dancing cuz there was queer dance music playing, and i awnted to make an ass of myself. so im dancing. and pete n jeff are silly stringin all the nicest clothes he can find. it was great. some bitch saw us doin it. so it cut our visit short. but the damaged they causes was straight. nighttime area: so we leave the mall. and head out to find Big Sluts. trick called lori. and she picked up. although she wasnt able to chill. she told us where the faygo was at. if u kno wut i mean.(buuut u probably dont so shutup) none of us knew where route one was. so jeff stopped at a gas station. we asked this old guy. and he talked to us and told us where it was, and how to get there. so fast. that the guy like knew every route there or something. but sure enough. there it was: Big Lots. the place thats supposed to carry faygo. we get in the fuckin store. and the faygo is no where. and of course petes negative ass is going "here we go, big lots isnt gonna have it, its gonna be sold out and blah blah" and sure enough the fucker was right. NO DAMN FAYGO. so if u were wondering why the subject is i want some fuckin faygo, there ya go. i had money, and i was hungry so i bought a bag of fuckin FUNYUNS and some EMINEMS! but its all good, cuz i had fun all day. chillin wit my homies. makin fun of people n shit. anyways. so we decide to go to sami's house. which i thought was kinda a stale idea. but i had no choice. so i jus went. it wasnt all that bad. pretty funny actually. jeff silly stringed all of sami's dogs. sami locked herself out of her room and one of her dogs in her room. n we drank a smirnoff. it was good times. lol. so finally me, pete, trick and jeff decide to leave. long drive home. bumpin psy rydaz. it was good. we finally had stogs. so i was straight, now i jus needed to wait till i got home to get stoned. so we get here. and theres quite a few people here: dez, shorty, steph, chad jackson and jobis. shit was all good. sister wasnt home. plenty of herb and good people. jus chillin. gettin stoned. bumped repentance. woo woo woo woo.. haha. so two o clock rolls around. petes pretty much passed-the-fuck-out in my bahtroom. and me n dez fall asleep on my bed. which was cool. and here i am now. still typing. 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