Hanging Ten in the A.O. Broski !

I was entirely convinced that I was staying in for a peaceful night of relaxation and NCAA basketball, when I got a phone call from Booboo. Her and Bobby were having some argument over whether or not this security camera was a floodlight or camera. Bobby was right and Booboo owed him a shot. But anyways, the next thing I know, I'm facebook chatting with Steve and Bobby and Booboo are on their way to pick me up. Steve drank some old ass beer that had been sitting in Booboo's car and we were soon stopping back at their apartment to discuss our mission. It was here that we would create our aliases and develop the plan of attack.

After a few BMor specials, the four of us were on the road. Wetness, Clownness, Darkness, and Sickness set out with a goal in mind. We needed ten signs to add to their apartment or else we would come back dissapointed. Clownness was the getaway driver and may have had a few too many drinks, because Shodie driving next to us could not keep up with our speed, or may have just been scared because Clownness likes to drive in the middle of both lanes, instead of picking just one, like any normal person. I know for a fact that Wetness was totally bummed out by the fact that Clownness had to get all Speed Racer and Jeff Gordon on Shodie, and she was left in the dust. Darkness originally had his mine set on a Ravens-Budweiser sign and that become the ultimate obstacle. Over the course of the night, we avoided the police, had to make a rendevouz to the apartment because the car was filled to capacity, and at one point Sickness was hanging from a sign in a desperation attempt to pull the nails out of the building, that were holding the sign. After a while we went under new management, and all goals were achieved.

During the course of the night, we also decided that it was time to bring back "Hang Ten." The four of us were constantly hanging ten all night and ready to hit the A.O. for some killer waves. I would have to drive over the bridge though, because Steve has some intense fear of the Bay Bridge. The next night at CVP's we were totally bringing "Hang Ten" back to the social scene. This one girl told me their was no way she would throw up the "Hang Ten" sign but by the end of the night, Natalie through me a "Hang Ten." Honestly, I don't blame her for cracking, because, in reality, who doesn't want to "Hang Ten?" I also had this other girl convinced that we were going to the A.O. after the bar to shred, but that really isn't anything special, because I could probably convince her anything.