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I'm not going to give all the details, but I'll briefly summarize one of our escapades. Our night started out with sneaking out her 2nd story toy room out a window and down a latter. Then my friend Kayla put her car in neutral and we pushed it through Blake's side yard. All the while holding blankets over the car lights. [I'm pretty sure my foot got ran over.] We somehow ended up at a gay-lesbian frat party. How do I know this? I've never seen so many chicks making out in my life. Needless to say, we got out of there. Only after escorting a friend back to his friend's apartment, and then having him escort us to our car. The night ended with a 4 a.m. milkshake run to Steak 'n Shake. All because Blake said she was bored. Before you go telling me how dumb we were, trust me, we've already discussed this. Albeit dumb, it was pretty fun. And hilarious.
Blake is usually the factor behind all our little shenanigans.