8 . 4 . 82

Today's, uh, august 4th, 1982.
I'm really bored and there was some dead animals that we played with.
There was a weed-wacker
We stole two of them.
A cop car was on fire.
My friend Scott, he was running and he, uh, slipped on a twinkie
And his nose was covered with blood
The security helicopter shot a spotlight
Somebody pulled their pants D