Which is never as good as the real thing. I'll guess that it included some combination of your baseball pong game, Cope, and you looking like a fucking ridiculous idiot.
There's an event going on this weekend called Texas Relays. It's the biggest high school track meet in Texas and it's held on our track. This weekend always brings an influx of undesirable folk. Sixth on those two nights is basically congested with wannabe thugs and rappers. Fucking shots were fired last year. I'm no racist (unless you ask Irvine), but there's a difference between black people and black people who are or want to be gangsta.
And let's just say my friend picked the worst possible day to turn 21 and round up all her buddies to take her out. It was a madhouse.
So no, no Baseball since I wasn't at home. No Cope since I was in public. But plenty of looking like a fucking ridiculous idiot.