well tracing back this bad strain of events that has strucken me and my freinds life, it is all due to the fact the red sox lost game 7 of their division series. so lets start from the top. IF the red sox would have won game 7, they would play the marlins in game 1 at boston on saturday night, thus kyle and i would have stayed home, watched game 1 orderd pizza and had went to sleep, no harm done. but noooo grady little didnt pull pedro in teh top of 8th, sacrificing the tieing runs forcing the yankees to win. so with all that, kyle and i, on that saturday game 1 aired, went to see the premire of high life in town, not bad but oh well. then we go into anchorage and go teh club, mean while dancing into the night, kyle meets april and while he is looking to find me to tell me hes going to her house, i get in a fight with the biggest wigger, kick his ass, kid presses charges and i get arrested. end of story? no. so after all is well, im at home the tuesday after, kyle decides to go on a date with april, the same girl me met that night, and goes to see a movie. while driving april home, he gets side swipped in his '81 Porsche 924 turbo that we spent all summer rebuilding by a dumb ass native with throat cancer. he had the whole metal talking box, hole in his throat and everything: $3000 worth of damage. So one could trace this back to april, the girl kyle hung out with the night i got arrested, and got in a wreck in his car. but it goes back farther, for he wouldve never met april that saturday night if we had stayed home to watch game 1 of the world series if boston would have won.
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- I wish i was known for my ability to bounce like a fuzzy tennis ball