This was my last night with my best friend, Sam. We went TPing. And it was ridiculously fun. I felt like a child, but it was liberating. It was a last minute decision to go, like all "plans" I make with Sam. We stopped by the mexican market and picked up some cheap toilet paper. I think we discussed what toilet paper to get for a good ten minutes. The discussion for who's house to get was an even longer mess.
We finally made a decision to get one of my other best friends. Well, he used to be a best friend. I haven't talked to him in ages. I'm pretty sure it has to do with his girlfriend.
Anyway, his mom came out halfway through our destruction and we had to book it out of there. Overall. the night was a success.