These were five of the last words I heard before leaving Cumberland last night in a mostly innocuous (I was with my mom) drive by yelling from a pair of high school kids. I feel like his friend was egging him on to yell something at our car right before they passed us, but instead of rattling off a "Dipshit" or "Jabroni," he panicked and said "Fuck me in the butt!!" His friend was probably like "Dude…Kev Bone. What? Fuck me in the butt? What the fuck?" and Kev was probably all "Dude shut up, I just said the first thing that came into my mind." And his friend probably turns the volume down on the heavily worn Nickleback mix CD purring in the stereo(the one Kev Bone made for his birthday last month) and says "Why are you thinking about butt sex while we are driving to my step uncle's house for our weekly sleep over/Ace of Cakes mini-marathon?" Then they slowly turn their heads for a second of eye contact and slowly turn them back towards the road.
Anyways, I'm sitting in the Air Canada lounge right now watching the Netherlands and the Danes throw down through the heaviest eyelids I've had in a long time. I've got roughly 24 hrs of travel ahead of me so I am trying to save my sleep for the planes. Also, don't know how much World Cup I will be able to swing in Japan since the time difference puts the later game on at 3:30 am JST. But on the plus side, living in Japan. More later - tired.
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