i beg yo paudon
Nelly's traditional chips and salsa night started off as usual. complaints of lives.giggles. oddities. enjoyment. conversing. endless chips and salsa dripped down our throats, and crackled between our teeth. a waiter that never could be found. and ruptured laughter filled the facility and shook the table. a lowes hunt for paint. sneaking and hiding on boxes, in showers, and benches. cracked cow heads and leaf blowers as weapons. evening. departure.
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