. in a street band with robert, gio, and zane.
. i had a bass, never plugged in
. i look up and everybody is getting their move on
. we get to 'the van' and zane takes my bass and says: 'i'd better take care of this'
-three thugged out dudes start messing with me, continually dislocating my kneecaps by doing
some weird hand movements (and obviously not even touching my knees)
. the wake-up call: 'maggie, how could you let this happen?!'
eeeek
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