76 - x365 Charlene M.G.

The first time i met you was in Grade nine at B-rad's Zombie movie party. but the first time i REALLY met you was later on in Senior Year. You were visiting B-rad, your cousin, from Flin-Flon (yes, a real place). There was a good old fashion small prairie town Bush Party over at Sticky Panties (the name of the party spot...i have *no idea* why it is named thusly). We were hanging together, drinking a few illegal beers... you were from Manitoba - and the legal drinking age there is 18, and had we been in Manitoba everything would have been perfectly legit. You were tipsy. And i escorted you to the bushes to pee. We bonded as you tripped over fallen branches and high grass. Shortly after that, the party was busted up by the cops. Just like in the movies, the underage drinkers scattered! I jumped in my friend's car, along with B-rad...and as we were burning out of sight, we could see the cops busting you for the beer in your pockets. To this day, we still bug B-rad about how when push came to shove, he TOTALLY ditched you - his cousin - in a town you didn't know and saved his own skin....by getting the hell outta dodge.