Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Monday, December 27, 2004

as i pulled into the driveway, i didnt see my cousin's truck. i immediately wondered if he forget i was coming over.

so i head into his backyard, and check the spot where he likes to hide his house keys when he knows he has visitors. no dice.

after some head scratching, and pacing, i decided to call him up, and see how close he was. perhaps he just ran to 7-11...

"this fuckin mexican guy i hired to signwalk quit on me, and i raced out of my house to handle it..." was what the viking told me.

he also told me how to break into his house. so i did, and revved up his playstation. Grow Street For LIfe, bitches!

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