It is the time of the year when highschool seniors party like hell before the final exams. It has bcome a tradition that they rent trucks and circle around downtown Pori. The weather was extremely windy, cold and sunny. I had gloves, Jukka a.k.a. Yuc-ca didn’t.
I was there, so was this guy and a few hundred others.
Fucker found a dime that should’ve been mine.
School unknown, passengers: 3, seniors in their school: 46, where are the others: came, saw, got drunk, passed out.
…What the hell is this…
Oh, fuck me gently… 
Why the fuck is he laughing at me? ‘Cause he’s my buddy. That’s why. Get it?
“MEMEMEMEMEMEME!!!! GIMME CANDY!” Little prick! I should’ve kicked ya. Son of a… Every kid under 13 was high on sugar that day. I mean they were wild! All the shit you can imagine, and a little more, was going on.
Sick fuck tried to throw candy at me. I’m ‘onna getcha sucka.
My ultimate doomsday weapon of choice against their pathetic toffee candy. This oughta do it.
The truck of the closet-gay-school. Get it? Nah, that’s an army truck they’re no gay.
All four bitches got drunk from that same bottle. Losers…
A girl I know, don’t mind her.
That dude is a good friend of mine.
Fucker tried to get into my shot. GET OUTTA MY SHOT!
Again the closet-gay-school and their wardrobe behind them. Lol.
Dude… Please…
She took my candy! :ยด(
My precious…
Oompa, loompa, whose ass is that?
Tryin’ to break the local gangbang record. Good luck bitch.
Not bad… Who does he remind me of…
Wrong hand buddy-boy.
Fucking hillbillies… Nah just kidding two of my gangmembers. What’s the gang called, I hear you asking. -The HiLLBiLLiES.
Come to papa :P~~
It’s a fucking ambush! Fuck wheremybitches.
Still with the candy? Light up dudes, the ride is over.
Local drug distribution. These might be my last words so I’d like to dedicate them to all ya fans out there in the internetland.
Meh wants some badass. Note the matching colors between the car and my jacket.
After the previous UFO story this was a light read. If you have something to add or just bitch about something, don’t bother contacting me cuz I’m just THAT lazy not to answer any other than compliments. Aight? Capiche? Comprende? What else… Oh yeah, THE END! Get some fucking sleep bitches! Over.
