Parksvillian times

I started off the morning moving a bunch of wood with my buddy Jonah. My mom paid him $20, which we used to aid our beer fund.

We took the bus to our neighbouring town to wait for our buddy. To pass the time, I pulled out my pocket knife and jacked up one of the signs from inside the library. I hid it in my backpack and we went outside to await our friend's bus.

She showed up, but she'd forgotten to ask her dad for a boot. Thus, we stood outside the bar for a while until about 20 kids showed up. My buddy bought some smokes and we trekked to another liquor store where we got a 26 and a bunch of beer.

We went to this killer little fort inside this forest and had a few slams there. We'd bought a huge sack of chips so we munched hard, too. Then we trekked to the playground to relive old times. We sat in this spider-webbed thing and I slammed a quarter of the 26; we all proceeded to get fucking hammed.

I spotted three people in the distance and we decided to go meet them. They turned out to be 3 really dope girls from down the island. We vibed with them for a bit, then went back up towards town. Our one buddy, pretending to be choked, walked the other way, and a cop pulled up and arrested her.

Me and my other buddy peaced out, and I bought a cigar from the gas station. We stumbled into my bank drunk as shit, puffing the cigar, and I tried to get another 20 bucks but the fucking machine ate my card. So we mished to McDonalds and waited for a taxi home.

I got home, munched, and, depressed that my night was over, seemed to have turned manic depressive - I punched myself in the head until I was unconscious on my couch.