them damn kids
The cops in this town sure are bored. Whilst out with Jeff, Scott and Tyler, we stumbled upon the open door of the old windshield wiper hut by mighty taco. Scott yells "its open!" and climbs inside. Jeff closes the door, i point to the latch, and Tyler latches it. We begin to walk away, leaving Scott's yelling, when the police suv drives up. or, we assume it did. it may have just appeared, none of us saw or heard it. "what are you doing? who's in there? does 'criminal tresspassing' mean anything to you?" would you like an answer mister cop? if so, its good to leave a bit of space in between questions before asking another. He gets out of his vehicle, and so does his partner, who is putting on his lead-fingered cop gloves. We were told to "get the hell out of there," and so we did. They almost asked us where we lived, but I guess they deicided they had foiled enough juvenile crime for the day. Crime against the cement floor and pole. And the mcdonalds wrappers. It probably didn't help that I was wearing a sweatshirt that said "vandals" on it.
Then we decided to leave Mighty Taco because Andy was being a prick. "those punk rockers... anarchy" etc. Tyler decided he would take his business elsewhere.
Then we decided to leave Mighty Taco because Andy was being a prick. "those punk rockers... anarchy" etc. Tyler decided he would take his business elsewhere.