WHooooaaaa!!! That party last night kicked ass! Sooo many ppl showed up who didnt even know the owner of the place, so they ended up having to leave (picture a thousand ppl leaving a house at one time) These fools weren't invited, nor did they pay for the beer or the weed (they sure as hell weren't getting mine) I bought 2 12 packs of smirnoff triple black (which went down to 2 by the end of the night becuz of me and my 2 friends) we were smoking some really nice shit, then a fight broke out in the hallway (between the 2 couples that own the place) It was loud as fuck and my high had been gettin ruined all day. I decided to drive home at around 11 somethin cuz ppl kept saying the cops were on there way (and I hate running from cops, as I have to run as fast as I did back in track) Driving home was fun, because I was driving my car like a damned gokart! I'm still suprised that I got home, but as soon as I did I popped 6 benzos and was just about to play some untold legends on my psp, but I passed out next to my unused tweak pipe and 20bag. Time to start it all over again but with tequila and some painkillers to the mix this time!!