Ok, so this started off to be one of the funnest partys ever, last day of school, friends unocupied cabin and enough alcohol to get 50 people hammered. Well, we are late heading up there, so it takes us about an hour just to find the fucking place. So we start getting good and wasted around 7 pm, and a lot of people are starting to show up. The fun goes on for about 2 hours, but then his fucking neighbors come over, and were all pissed off and yelling and shit. So being the geniouses that we are, we take off, with out getting all of our sleeping shit out of the cabin. After waiting for about an hour in a parking lot, we go back, but the fucker is locked and all our shit is still inside. So, we head to the trusty wal-mart parking lot, and have some shopping cart races. At about 11:30, we realize that we have nowhere to stay, and so we go to try to sleep in the target parking lot. Just as I am falling asleep, a bunch of drunken college football players or something role up and start yelling shit. Being a drunken high school stoner, i wasn't going to argue. So, we move to the kmart parking lot and pass out for the most uncomfortable sleep of my life. In the AM, we make a trip back up to the cabin, find out that the kids parents took all of our shit, and are probably calling parents. We also have to clean the carpets. So me and a kid blaze a bowl and head BACK to fucking wal mart to get some oxyclean. Once we get there, about 5 steps from the car, my friend yells "OH SHIT." we go back and look, and there are his keys, sitting, locked in a hotboxed truck. So, now we need a clothshanger and some oxyclean. Staying true with our luck, there are no wire cloths hangers in wal mart. As we were walking to get the oxyclean, I look, and holy shit, there is my dad, about 10 aisels down. I freak and take off. So then we had to head to fucking kmart, buy the shit, go back up there, just to find out that his mom is getting the carpet professionally done, and we just wasted 10 bucks on oxyclean. On top of that, my gf is gone for 10 days, and everyone was too tired to hang tonight. So i go hit up this party bymyself, stay sober mind you, and come home an hour later. Just as im leaving my paretns room, my dad goes, hey, come back a second, let me smell you. Im like oh shit, so i put on a smile and go back. He takes a big whif, and goes "So, youve discovered cigars?" Right then i breathed a giant sigh of relief, cus i thought all the weed smoke is what he was smelling. I just play it off like i dont know what he is talking about, and now I am down here telling this story on the interenet on a friday night. Has anyone ever had a shittier 24 hours?
maybe atlantaski wants michael innocent cuz he was molested by him 4 years ago when his dad sent him to neverland ranch for a day and now he wants michael free so he can penetrate one more time-Lateralis