Well, some of them were girls, but we weren't interested in those
We ended up talking to this nice guy from France. We tried to get him to speak French for us, but it was 4:30 AM there, and everyone in his house was asleep
Maybe he was telling the truth, maybe not. At any rate, it was a fun time!

...Maybe the reason he didn't ask us to show our tits is because he didn't know the word for it... I prefer to think he was the one gentleman there

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Originally posted by Yokai-chan

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FP, don't worry, I was there to protect her. OMG........so many dicks.

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Wait, I thought I was protecting you... blind leading the blind, I guess.

At any rate, yesterday we went to Harvard Square (or Havahd Square) and did some shopping. After dinner, myself, Yokai-chan, and 3 others drove to a playground at an elementary school. We were playing 21, and some of the numbers had fairly loud phrases (loud laughing, loud meowing, loud singing). Then, one person in the group started freaking out.
TD: Oh my God, that car is a cop car.
Rest of us: Naw, you're just freaking out.
TD: Yeah, it is a cop car; look, it's got black and white.
Rest of us: Naw, it-- HOLY SHIT Oh my God, you're right!
At this point in time, the car turns down the school's driveway. We're sitting on the playground.
Group: What do we do?
I don't know, just be quiet!
Should we go down there?
No, just stay here.
Someone must have called us in.
Yeah, we were probably being too loud.
Well, we aren't doing anything illegal.
Yeah, the worst he can do is tell us to leave.
At this point in time, the cop is slowly driving through the parking lot. He has an absurdly bright light he's shining around. First he inspects the car. Then he takes the light and sweeps it across the field. The slide and other parts of the playground block most of his light, but some of it still falls on us.
Do you think he saw us?
It doesn't matter now. We'll just wait and see if he comes over or not.
It's going to be fun to read about this in the Concord Police Log.
Heh. Sure.
Is he going away?
I think so. Wait, why is he just sitting at the stop sign?
I don't know. Maybe this is where he likes to chill on Sunday nights?
Eventually he drives off. We decide to continue playing 21, except we are much quieter about it.

And today! Memorial day! Concord!
*Kaboom!* WTF? Was that a cannon? Oh, Memorial Day. Yep, sure was.

Nothing says "Good morning" like cannons firing!

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To finish off day 3 in the good old MA, I and my buddies roasted marshmallows. We determined that the best sticks were long, straight, and hard. Flimsy, short, and bent sticks don't do anything for us. After they were done being used, they were covered with sticky white goop. We have too much fun together sometimes.

I kinda destroyed the coal pit... but that's 'cuz the grill had an upturned flower pot on the bottom with a chunk of ceramic on top. I accidentally unbalanced said chunk of ceramic with my stick, causing the coals to scatter around the flower pot. In a short while, they were too cold to do much roasting. The stupid fire starters didn't do anything to help. All they did was smoke. We were about done then anyways. We could smell that a skunk was about, and we didn't really feel like encountering it.

But, eh, it was fun time overall. Especially the discussion about sticks

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Originally posted by Hiryuu

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I reeeeeeeeally gotta stop looking at threads like this when I'm at work.

And geez I thought the whole 'Urban Dictionary' thing was off the hook. Now I don't feel so bad.

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Well, I've "grown" a little since then too. And plus the group of us had a "let's do something not-so-approved" mentality. We get like that sometimes

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Yesterday was windy and then stormy. At first I wanted to fly a kite, but then scrapped that plan once thunder rumbles started.

Today, we went to White Pond. There were lotsa fishies, which freaked out a couple people. I think I burned a little... The water was freezing, so we didn't do very much swimming. After dinner, we watched "I Love You, Man." Good movie.

I am having a freaking blast up here. Makes me sorry that I haven't reached out to make friends down in Virginia.

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