Okay WTF?!?
So i finally hit up the bar scene out in Davis after livin out in Dixon for like uh... i'll say a good 8 months.
Pretty cool place out there.
i check it out with one of my roommates Mike
showed me the town and scene was nice
ratio could have been a bit better (1:5) but i was just chillin so it was no biggie
after a few drinks and using the $2 specials to our best advavtages we decied to call it a nite.
fukin a
i know i drank a lot but dam
i didn't realize i was wasted till i got in my car
cause everything went blank
all i remember is having a dream about goin to the store and buyin some hotpockets
well i wake up the following morning at 8:08 am
swear to god that what my clock said
fukin fumes comin out of my mouth and in a state of hell
fuk thin i say to myself
maybe i can sleep this one off
nope
i think not
so i get up
and oh man
i rush my self to the bathroom and grip the toilet
and let it go
after i decied i was set and aitte
i hope in the shower
hour later i get out and get dress
while thinkin fukin hot pockets sounds hella good right now
so i head over to the kitchen. and gues what was on my kitchen counter
fukn three boxes of hot pockets
SCORE!!!
so i toss a set of them in the microwave and the rest in the freezer
well while i was puttin them away i check it out and it says LeanPockets
wtf?!?
WHAT THE FUK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Who The Fuk buys lean pockets?!?
how fukin drunk was i that i bought lean pockets?!?
ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
ah fuk it
they were still good
fukin leanpockets