I never posted my story regarding the unsuccessful mission to see Presidente Busho in action at the RNC. Noah and I got the call from Builder and his friend Max while slamming drinks at Bside. We met up with the properly dressed boys and made way to Madison Square Garden. We promptly split up upon arrival. Max and Builder knew they didn't stand a chance gaining enterance if they were with a couple slack jaws like Noah and me. After some misdirection from the cops, Noah and I found ourselves on 6th Avenue and 34th Street. At this point we ran into Action who was heckling Republicans as they entered the Convention. He was talking with Stephen Bozich of the US Army. Noah didn't want to give a final try to get in, so Stephen and I made a push for the line. They didn't buy my story so after some parting words, we gave all the passes we had to Stephen in hopes that he would get to see Bush speak. Obviously he did. Instead of hanging with the aristocracy, Action, Noah and I watched the speech from a nearby bar.
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in case you missed my last entry, it's a full blown offer that i'll buy you drinks this weekend till you're done drinking. just name the spot. scat turdly
skizzat, i don't know what saturday has in store for me, but as you'll see from today's post, i've got plans to hit D.o.P. at the Merc and then head to trash. if you are gonna be at either of those, let me know. we'll make it happen.
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