Kyle and I ran into my cousin Pepe yesterday, right outside of Walgreen's. We caught him red handed! He was drinking a 24 of Budlight. I proceeded to protest that he shouldn't be boozing it up! He argued back that Budlight was practically water! See my cousin almost lost his pancreas a couple of years ago. His long time consumption of King Cobra really did him in! Kiddies just say no to malt liquor! Pepe spent 2 weeks in the hospital and could have died! Once released from the hospital he vowed never to drink again, I guess he was wrong! It upsets me so! I love Pepe, and if you met him, you would be in love with him as well, his cooky and sweet stories are beyond endearing! But my favorite thing about Pepe is his randomness! Pepe was carrying around black grocery bag, I asked him if I can have a look inside, being the nosey person that I am, and also because I knew I was in for a treat! He said it was ok to have a look, so I did. He had in his bag a baby vice, miracle bubble, pro-style berry ice gel (ultimate hold), Tabasco, spicy mustard, and Awesome all purpose cleaner! WTF?!
I invited Pepe back to our apartment, he was whining that we didn't stop at the liquor store for more booze. I said no! And he sucked it up and obliged not to drink. I must admit we did get stoney, and I wasn't better than Pepe. I just know that getting baked was the better of two evils, well at least when it comes to Pepe's pancreas. Anyhow we had a blast he entertained us with his tales and outlandish theories and stories, he blew bubbles at the cats for a while... Pepe soon left but not without leaving us with something to remember our fun spontaneous meeting, he said "don't stress the butter" so we blew bubbles!
