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!
