rusty and i went back to the bar to pick up the tv. ended up staying for a few bloody marys and beers. i wish i had my camera with me. rusty looked like a crackhead strolling down the street with a big tv on top of a granny cart. good thing i was walking with him to make him look normal. or did he make me look like a crackhead’s friend?
we came back to all the stuff our friends left behind at the party. decided to make dinner out of it. rusty doesn’t want you to notice he is wearing the same outfit as the day before. so dont mention it.