NussieT Wrote:Joe Wrote:I was 17 and on summer break. I was probably somewhere in the woods with a fat chick, a case of bud longnecks and a bag of weed.
no fucking way...
I was the shy one in the group. We'd meet girls at the mall and the last one to speak up had to deal with what he was left with.
8 years old. No idea what i was doing. Probably the same thing I did the 11th n 13th.
was 13. The only thing that comes to mind is being on a school bus trip to D.C. listening to cypress hill- black sunday on a walkman repeatedly. I was running the mile on track back then too.
i was 15, working at dairy queen for the summer. I went to World Youth Day in Denver, it was the first time i was away from my mom for that long without being with family. I first tried smoking on that trip. a few years later at our grad campout, one of my best friends and i realized we were both on that trip but we didn't meet each other then. we had a smoke that night and i ended up smoking for a few years after that. that was one of the best trips of my life.
I'm sure I was watching the Pirates...that was the last time they were good up until this year.