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Oddly enough no one spilled or at least it wasn't good enough to talk about.
Saturday night was off the hook, about 100 more people than Friday . The
moonshine came out and shirts came off not from fighting but from drunken
stooper. Chairs were also being tossed around, so were empty beer bottles.
Oh shit a fight...wait its more like a wrestling match between the fire and
the barbecue. Yelling more yelling.... its 2:30 in the morning fuck I'm
tired. Time to slip in my friends 2 man tent made for three foot tall
midgets. Good times! -Wes Drelleshak
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