Friday, October 17, 2014

Embarrassing stories

At my first rock concert I passed out. We were in a mosh pit. And I felt it coming so I turned around and put my arms around Nick. And the next thing I knew a stranger was carrying me up the stairs. Then I had to get intarogated on why Iaased out. About a week later all my friends told me my shirt basically came off. They still make fun of me for it. 

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