Just like old times.

My friends and I hung out tonight.  We ended up wandering around my neighbourhood.  It was  lot like old times when we were little kids.  We’d egg houses and nicky-nine-door houses and just cause general mischief.  We meandered back to my place and had a fire in my firepit in the backyard along with a couple of beers.  It was cool.  We also found some piece of wood on the way there.  It ended up being broken in half on the way to my place.  I threw my half onto the street or someone’s lawn (I can’t remember) and my friend took the other half to my place.  I told that fucker to take it away from my crib when he left cause I didn’t want it and he seemed to listen to me.

However, about twenty minutes ago he messaged me on MSN and told me to check my front door.  I already knew what was gonna be there.  It was the piece of wood leaning up against the wall on my front deck.  So I, half naked and half drunk, drove back to his place and stuck it in his backyard leaning up against his wall.  I then messaged him and told him it was there.  I can’t wait for him to see it.  This is all probably a lot more amusing to me because I’ve been drinking than it will be to whoever reads this.  OH WELL.

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