Infuriating the townspeople

I went up town and ran into a couple buddies, who I bought a fat doobie off. I was stoked already. I met my other buddies while heading to town square, and we debated where we were gonna get our beer for the night.

I looked across the street and saw this sketchy looking native. Instantly, I decided we should ask him to boot for us. He did, and we got our beer.

We went to the underground parking lot of the library and managed to slam half a beer before security showed. We booked it up the stairs and burst out the door, running out in front of traffic, each of us holding a half-full beer. We managed to get down the hills to the tracks before the security guy could get into his truck and find us.

We slammed some brews at the tracks, then went up to the dugouts and tagged them all. We saw the native guy hanging around so we went and talked to him for a bit, then headed down to QF. We saw some guy book it across the floor and jack up two huge bags of paper towels, then book it right back out of the store.

We met up with another buddy and mished over to the elementary school. One of the doors was open, so we ran in and grabbed this huge cow bean bag. While we were hauling it across the field some bitch came out and started screaming, so we stashed it under the bleachers and peaced. While we were walking, someone drove up to where we stashed it and shouted at us.

"YOU'D BETTER KEEP WALKING, FAGGOTS!"

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FIND THE BEAN BAG?!" I screamed back. They didn't answer, so we sprinted back to town square. We climbed onto the roof and tried to light some Draino we jacked from QF on fire, with no success. We slammed another beer up there when the security guy from before AND the people who saw us jack the bean bag drove up at the same time.

We jumped off and booked it back to the tracks; this time one of the cars managed to chase us. They screamed obscenities but we didn't pay attention, we were too busy hiding in the bushes drinking beer.

We were all sufficiently drunk now and decided to head over to this construction site, but on the way me and Buddy A noticed that the back door to this restaraunt was open. We ran in and all we could see were hundreds of burger buns, so we jacked a couple bags and sprinted over to the construction site where our other homies were. We chilled there for a while, munching and blazing, 'til we all headed home.