A story about Squidnie
One time, Sydnie and our friend Christine were over at my house. It was the night before Syd was moving, so obviously we had to make it amazing. It started off with a grease filled dinner comprised of mozerella sticks, fries, garlic knots, and pizza and SPICE WORLD. Then we hung out in my front yard, which is on the side of a “major” road ((if there is such a thing here)). A convertible filled with four guys drive past and Christine jumped out of the weeds by the gaurdrail. All you could hear from the car was “OH SHIT!” That night was amazing and I miss Sydnie so much.
Just thought I’d share.
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