So after the complete pounding
of Reagan, Shane, Ugly and I were getting known around the campus. I mean,
you know how guys talk, so anyway, one night after a round of bong hits
I recieved a telephone call from a great friend of mine who likes to call
himself romeo - its a latin thing. So he tells me he's got to be with
us for our next ride out and offered me a bit of cash that I could not
turn down. With that money I bought my first camera to take pictures of
all our memorable moments . We all got together the next day and it appeared
that the gods were not going to smile down upon us, therefore rain and
a fucking lot of it... pouring to put it best. We couldn't find any chicks
and I was feeling bad because we talked all this shit and we looked like
fucking punks. Then my main partner, Ugly, had a flash of brilliance "what
about the bus stops?" And there she was, soaking wet and standing, waiting
for a bus. Monica was the best kind of chick, the way I like em, fiesty
and bitchy. So we .....
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