the po-po crackin' down for candy

I started heading up town on the first sunny day in ages. I ran into my buddy outside of the high school in town, then we headed up to town square. There were more people there than I'd seen in ages - surely a good sign for the night.

We went to go search for a boot, and saw this native lady who'd gotten us liquor before. We followed her out of the grocery store and asked her, and her husband ended up getting us a shitload of beer. He also gave us his number, and told us that he'd deliver liquor to us anywhere. Prime.

So we headed up to the park. We went into the room we'd opened up by smashing the dugout doors before, seeing as they still hadn't replaced it, and busted out our new beer bong. We ripped a few of them, adding shots from my buddy's 26 to spice them up, until these two other homies walked up and smoked a fat doob with us. They told us there were more people at the BMX track, so we got a hella buzz and headed up there.

We heard some drunken shouting from somewhere inside the bush, so we mished into the forest and found a bunch of our homies with two 40 pounders. We all got crunk and tried to make a huge fire with no success, so we smoked a joint and peaced.

I went down to the corner store, and upon noticing that the manager wasn't there and that I was starving, I quickly grabbed two massive handfuls of the 5c candies and shoved them into my pockets. On the way out I grabbed 3 fat chocolate eggs. We munched these behind the post office while we fucked shit up, then went to QF and grabbed a bunch of sushi. Tasty.

We decided we needed more liquor, so we gave fifteen bucks to this guy Steve. He booked it to the 'liquor store' and never showed up, so he's gettin' beefed next time we see him. Anyways, when we decided we were going to go home, the cops rolled up.

Some fat cop stepped out and started shouting my name, and threw me onto the hood of the car. I beaked him for being racist and demanded that he bow down to my black rights, which didn't make him any happier. He drove me up to the corner store and made me talk to the manager, who informed me that I'm banned, and then he wouldn't even hook up a ride home. I was choked, so I ate one of the chocolate eggs in front of the store before I peaced.

I ran to catch up with my buddies, then we all headed back towards our places. A couple buddies came over to my place and we ripped some tokes, then I passed out.