

Mom (Kirsten) & Father (Boren) were fighting, Austin was looking like ET, cinnamon sabotage was in full-effect, Obama was carved in a pumkin, and it was after 1 a.m.
Who cares, it was way fun, I think we saw maybe 5 cars the whole ride? Somehow, most of the way from near the U to Holladay was downhill, so we could focus on yelling and making as much noise as possible while goin through neighborhoods at 2 a.m.


I only wish we would have stuck around for strip chandeliers... Damn




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