Best Mate: Where are my car keys?
Me: I don't know...
Best Mate: fucker i gave u the keys because you're bitch ass forgot your smokes in there.
Me: oh yeah, hold on they are in my pocket somewhere.
Best Mate: dude, its fucking freezing and its 6:00 AM in the morning we both fucked up on all kinds of shit, so hurry up so we can go home and pass out...
Me: dude.... it must have fell out me pockets while i was trying to give you some "yeayo".
Best Mate: WoW you worthless fuck..
Me: it ain't my fault u can't take care of your own shit.
Best Mate: well then go look for it mother fucker or we gonna end up stuck here.
Me: ok, wait here.
Me: i go inside the rave, coincidentally meet someone i knew, hitch a ride and leave my best friend there~
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we stopped talking to each other.... *for two weeks* then we wen't out raving again.
GOOD TIMES!

BEATS PER MINUTE OFFICIAL CRACK FIEND.
its about time to set the BPM ON FIRE.....
"It wasn't God that did this to us man, it was you... you fucking fat narcotics agent!"
Have you watched: "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas on WEED man?"