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Okay. I have so many stories! That whole week was like one GIANT stupid act for me and my firends. It was all in good fun, so... I thought it was ok!
After the wrap party, me and a few of my new friends from 151 were walking sluggishly to the busses. During one of our many scheduled stops, you know, by the benches where the busses picked people up. We found this ID on the ground. It was a school ID with a dark-haired guy on it. My friend went up to random people and asked it if it was theirs. It was funny because he was really forceful, and it eventually got to the point where he was telling them that it was theirs and that if they didn't take it he would do something drastic.
Eventually that got boring.
We busted out a dollar bill that belonged to my good buddy Alex and set it on the ground. We wanted to see who would pick it up. When they did, my other friend, Kris, would yell at them and tell them that it was HIS dollar, and that they weren't allowed to touch it. next, we experimented with ways to pick up the dollar. we even went so far as to put a piece of gum on the bottom of a shoe and then drop the shoe and then pick it up. THAT didn't work. After everyone left, we finally broke down and got on the bus.
Somewhere in Disneyland, there is a dollar bill, set on the ground for torture, and then left all alone on the bus.
Interesting.
Oh! if any of you are missing an ID, I prolly know where it's at! ^.^
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