Cottage rave in a foot of snow

whuddup all

so, i figured id share a story of late. Friday night. 10 pm. 10 of us are bored. We decided to cottage it up, about 2 hours away. Buddy has a suspended liscense. I drive his car. I just met him that day. Jetta. Were rippin towards the promise land, the Blazer is in front. I decide itd be a great idea to take the long way around the lake, on the national rally car road. Good idea right? yeah, until we hit the snow. summer tires. 4 dudes. were sliding all over the road, but i donèt slow down, fuck that. after the guys get comfortable with me driving..it took a while, after all, they Are skipimp adventure virgins hahahahaa, so we stop for a break, and they get out, not knowing where the hell they are, just that its somewhere far from the city, where theres a magic foot of snow. They were all on E, so it made it that much more intense for them. we started spinning out trying to get up some of the crazy hills, but we pushed and pulled, getting over every hill somehow. it was snowing, i was worried about getting snowed in. But we made it to the jam, and partied until the sun came up. I did a gram of mushrooms and shared my thoughts with whoever wanted to listen, and went outside when it was snowing, looking up into the snowflakes (there was a spotlight which lit up all the flakes) and tripped out for a good hour. snowmen and many snowballs to the face later, we loaded up and headed back to the city. Slept for 14 hours. yeah...thats about it.

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