This past Thursday my best friend and I decided to get on the PS3 wagon. We were gonna camp out and all that jazz.
We stopped to gas up and all of that (smokes, drinks, gum etc) and my buddy went into pay.
Here comes the sign.
A roll of toilet paper in his hand.
"You never know what we might have to do tonight".
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
first omen things will end badly
near or around
6:54 PM
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