After some stops at a few different house parties I got the questionable pleasure of meeting Calais. I was painfully sober, can´t say the same about her. I had this idea that being sober would help me pick a good guy 4 once. I can tell you 4 sho; that does not work! Boys are ugly when sober.
I don’t really know how, but I ended up the designated driver. I hit more stuff then I avoided though, with that big ass car. I am very sorry [insert who ever lives on berkely ave according to my questionable calculations] but I haven´t driven in so long! No wonder we didn’t even reach our final goal. Akbar is 4 pussys anyways.