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Date Posted: 04:40:26 04/17/01 Tue
Author: drewy
Subject: Suprise Jam Session Gone Awry
In reply to: farsheed 's message, "the day the stranger walked into my house" on 20:43:15 04/16/01 Mon

Here's what happened...

My parents' friend has a job that frequently takes him through Richmond (where i attend school) and so i took him up on the offer for a ride to Virginia Beach for the Easter weekend. So, i had a nice visit at home and on Sunday, before i had to go back to school, i decided to pay a visit to my ol' buddy Farsheed (that's Farsheed Hamidi-Toosi, btw) - so, i'm driving to farsh's house and i get a flat tire!! i'm less than a mile away, so i decide to walk. i trip on some crazily concealed tree root, and my t-shirt gets ripped. so, i'm walking up to farsh's house, and i see his parents doing yardwork, so i walk up to say hello. i step on this waterhose, sending ice cold water up my shorts. oh, did i use the word "blast"? i meant to say a BLAST of ice cold water up my shorts. i go inside, and discard my dirty, wet, torn shirt. i figure i can dry off with a towel and i can borrow a t-shirt from farsheed. (that reminds me farsh, did i get that MARS music t-shirt back?) so i'm looking through the fridge for some string cheese or some pomegranate, and that's when i notice the spider on my shoulder. oh, did i use the word "gigantic"? i meant to say a GIGANTIC spider on my shoulder. i brushed off the spider and went to find farsheed. actually, i screamed bloody murder, then when to find farsheed. i was walking up the steps when i noticed a cricket. (for those of you who don't know, there is this cricket who resides on the staircase in farsheed's house) so, this scary cricket jumps on me, and i freak out and run upstairs. i open it, to find Farsheed and Aaron. i wave to them, and i'm trying to catch my breath from the insanity. i have only recently had the pleasure to make Aaron's acquaintence, so i shake his hand. i try to explain the horrible luck i have suffered in the past 12 minutes, when my buddies (and soon to be bandmates) say "who the hell are you?" overcome with grief, i run out of the house, and ask a kind woman to give me a lift to my broken down car. what a horrible day. that's what happened.

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Re: Suprise Jam Session Gone Awry -- aaron, 14:15:59 04/17/01 Tue
Re: Suprise Jam Session Gone Awry -- aaron, 14:21:15 04/17/01 Tue