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Phruwt Issue 02 009
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1110 by: the boogeyman 0010
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Well, it all started on a bright, sunny day in February. Filbert, another
non-modemer, and I zipped down a narrow road. We stopped at TacoBell for
a quick snack. There, we ordered 3 waters (cokes as we were concerned), a
burrito, and a soft taco, cause we only had about $3 or so. The funny thing
was when we got our order and te stupid bitch at the counter had given us a
burrito supreme, and a taco supreme. We munched em' and didn't say a word :D.
After getting our fill of coke we slammed out the door.
Next we hiked up a trail to "the ropeswing". It was killer. We were flyin'
high on it when some 5 year olds and their dad came. We thougt he'd tell the
park rangers on us or somethin', but he put his kidz on the damn thing! Those
little munchkins flew about 30 feet above the ground. Man, little guys have
no fear.
When it turned dark, we went and *found* some telefone wire in a big box
(wonder what that was :). After fussing with the um...box, we finally got
the damn thing closed. It was a hella funny picture to imagine, two kids
fucking with a...box, with cars driving by every 30 secs or so. The surprising
thing is no one stopped us. Hahahaha... It was a great time for all.
A little later, we went to pick up Weed for a little midnight mistief. When
we got there some dumbass was trying to hack his system. We left the
small-time hack and decided to cruise back to Filbert's house. On the way,
we stopped by PacBell for a little trashing. Unlickilly for us, some the
dumpsters were locked, and I forgot to bring bolt-cutters. We did find
another box though. After *exploring* the box we headed out to pick up
Midnight Maniac, but forgot where he lived. Oh well. :) But we did find
another PacBell office! Too bad some operators were on break outside, or we
wouldda had some trash.
Feeling thirsty, we stopped by CoffeRepublic for a mocha or two. Finding out
that there were no more mochas, Filbert got an old coffe and we split. Out in
the parking lot, there were about 20 kids or so, split up into groups. One
group, three guys, two girls, and a car, were right in front of us. One guy
had to be on something strong, cause he was jumpin' all around and freaking
out. We all started to bust up laughing when the freak started to think he
was ninja-boy or something. While in the process of performing his great
skills, we backed out of our space, only to hear a loud "THUMP". We hardly
noticed it, because we were too bust laughing. Some 6 foot freak then jumped
out in front of our car, threatening us. We gave him the appropriate hand
signals, greeted him with our standard asshole greeting, and took off as fast
as we could, with him tailing us his in fucked up van with cocoanut trees painted on the side. Maybe he didn't know the appropriate hand signals :>.
After ditching the son-of-a-bitch, we headed home, where eventually I started
editing the zine, and Weed got sick form being allergic to cats (Filbert has a
little black cat). And he had to go home. Thoroughly exasted, we went to
sleep.
Great day eh? If you wanna see more "adventures" in PHRuWT lemme know, lord
knows I got lots to tell. Even if you have an adventure you wanna tell us,
send it in and we'll put it in the zine!
the boogeyman
