That sucked.

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Last night I was at my friends house. It was 1 AM. We wanted steak-ums. We started making them and when they were done we put them on a plate. Then we realized there was no ketchup. We started to take a walk to Kwikfill/RedApple. About 2 minutes away from his house and the Kwikfill is in sight a cop stops beside us. He mumbles something into his radio and asked us what we were doing. We had been messing around running back and forth hitting each other on the way so we were naturally out of breath. Then he told us to put our hands on the hood of his car. First though to cross my mind, "Oh ****." Then he told us to empty our pockets and all three of us had firecrackers from when we were are the community park. Fail +1. Then we had to give him Name, Date of Birth, Address and Phone Number. Then we got into the deathly cold car with plastic seats and mellow music being played really loud. So he drove us home and we had to get his mom up. She didn't care. Neither did my parents. But we might get a ticket or not. Who knows. But. We didn't get the ketchup so we couldn't eat the steak-ums. We went to kwikfill this morning and bought it and ate them. Blah.