camping with the beer bong

I woke up and got a huge arcade machine delivered to my house. I paid the dude exactly $420, then my buddies showed up. We decided to get a new beer bong so we peaced out and grabbed the bus to Nanaimo, where we knew there was a store that sold destroyer beer bongs.

We got there, got the beer bong, and got a 15 case of Kokanee. We booked it across the highway to mish into this fort up on the mountain, but these crackheads were all partying there so we decided to vibe just off some little trail.

We drank the 15 case in under twenty minutes. My stomach felt like it was about to explode, and I was already a little drunk, but we decided we needed more beer. We headed back towards the mall and cruised around inside until we saw these two girls. We asked them to grab us another 15 case, and we waited outside for it.

When they showed up, the girl passed me the 15 case and I walked three steps before a cop car rolled up. The cop got out and started shouting at me, then jacked the 15 case and kept beaking us. He admitted that he got off on fucking over kids' nights, then he peaced out. Fat motherfucker.

We met up with the girls again and cruised the mall for a while before we got on the bus back. We vibed in the bus, freestyling and blasting beats, then got off and headed towards this camp site. We walked across the train tressel, which was sketchy as fuck in the pitch black, then arrived at the fire. There were a few tents and about 30 kids there.

We busted out our beer bong and everyone started hitting it, soon enough everyone was plastered. My buddy wanted to deuce a mickey with me in the bong (it was a 2-hoser) so he poured it in. It was dark as fuck, so we couldn't tell that all the vodka went into my tube. I slammed it all, almost puked, then stumbled around in a drunken haze for a while. After a few hours of drinking and smoking, me and my buddy caught a taxi home.