It's 1999. I was playing on my Sony Playstation with my friend Michael. But the thing is, I don't know WHY I'm friends with Michael. He's just a dirty little bastard! One time I dipped his bikehandle into dog shit, and later after he touched it, I saw him eat a ice cream sandwich! "Why does this ice cream sandwich taste like the roof of someone's asshole? Well, I'm a dirty little bastard!" Michael said. I swear, I threw up in my mouth. But today, we were just playing on my Playstation. I was beating Michaels ass, six ways to Sunday, but he refused the bet he said we would do! So I said, "We should go wrestle with David and Steven in my front yard!" "But I always get my ass beat!" "MICHAEL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT YOUR STUPID FRIEND HOUSE!?!? YOUR GETTING TEN ACROSS THE ASS!" Michaels step dad yelled. "YOU DIDN'T ASK TO COME!?!?!?!??" I yelled at Michael. "IT'S A MONDAY, OF COURSE NOT!" Michael yelled back. That's when he left.
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When he left, that's when I said "Well, at least he's gone." So I went to Davids house.
