Last night, I did a recap of the final day I was in LA, so tonight, I will recap the first day of my trip, which began last Wednesday. Now, bear with me because I honestly don't remember a lot of details because I smoke a lot of weed.

I got into LAX from my Southwest trip around 5, and I saw Jake standing in front of me no homo. Then we drove in his car (he paid for parking) and went to a supermarket. At the supermarket, we bought mad shit, or should I say he bought mad shit. We got a shitload of frozen pizzas, a shitload of powerade, and a shitload of other things like chips, soda, etc. We were now indeed ready for what was about to happen pause. Then we drove back to his house and chilled for a couple hours. Eugene came home from bj practice and was told us a story about how someone complimented him and it made him blush no homo.

But nothing could prepare us for what the fuck was going to happen next. We went to Little Tokyo and met up with Serina to go to this ramen shop. It was a quaint looking store, a nice little place where old ladies can go and eat ramen. However, the serene outside masked a violent inside. We took our seats at the ramen shop and then it happened: our waiter, who had the most FOB accent I've ever fuckin heard in my life, took our order. This shit wasn't just FOB, it was like FOB Year 5000 AD or some shit, cause this accent came from the fuckin future. I quietly ordered a ramen, and this guy goes "rururuRURURURURUR!!!!URRUURrururururrRURURURUURURrurururu!!!rururururu!!!!ruruurURURURURURU." At first, I thought this guy was fuckin jokin, and Eugene did too as he started laughing this guy's face. Then Jake ordered a ramen and the guy did the same shit, and Jake laughed in his face too. I was holding my breath trying not to laugh but I was laughing anyway. That shit was the most mind blowing moment in my life since I discovered that touching my dick would make it hard.

Then, while finishing our meal, this homeless dude rolled into the store but was promptly kicked out by the manager. And when we walked out, they were filming an episode of the TV show Numb333rzzz and they told us not to look in that direction. We were like whatever. Then we dropped off Serina again (we dropped her ass off like 100000 times) and then we went home and watched some TUF.

The worst part of it was that it was fuckin hot in LA and I had to sleep on this couch that was made out of fire. I went to sleep around 2 and woke up an hour later drenched in sweat, like I had taken a shower or I was practicing wrestling. I felt nauseous and drank one of the powerades. But then I turned on the air conditioner and it felt like I was taking a dope shower. My body was completley cold and I was able to fall asleep. After Jake and Eugene went to work at 5 AM, another important thing I did was lock the apartment door. Much to my horror, it had been left unlocked the night before, and I was put in an unsafe position no homo.

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