On the way up we had to make a quick stop in the BEAT to pick up George at Trinity. You gotta love the hood. while we were waiting for him to gather up his shit some little fuckstain blew out his window and tried to steal his Ipod. one of his classmates saw it chased the little fucker and he ended up dropping it. so after the cops came and almost 3 hours later we realize the shithead left his bike next to the car. Georges roomate decided to BORROW it and ride it to practice. Im sure it was already stolen.
so finally we were back on the rode and arived at uconn just in time for everyone to be shitfaced. Mr. Soule was dressed as a germen with DAS BOOT hanging around from his neck he was the life of the party for sure.
I had to kick some disrespectfull piece of shit out of the house. i kept eyeing up the bar stool in the basement i wanted to smash it over his face and punch it into a Jelly but id rather stay out of jail. It was cold as shit outside and the beers werent keeping me warm so we started a fire. After that the weekend started to catch up with me so I tried to call it a night but it was a little dificult with Cheese and Curley having retarted conversations right outside the window with some added dry heaving they finally decided to go to bed when "Dude the birds came out" - David Curley. and i was finally able to fall asleep.
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