right now i'm, sharing a room with ben. he's a raw face guy bartender that you would see at the yard house. he's from the lbc so we get along well except that he's a usc fan and i'm a ucla fan. he's the bar manager and dude we party.
last night we closed up, got two bottles of wine and made a ton of pesto pasta in the kitchen around 4am.
we shooted the shit about the local girls and all that and then he grabs a bottle of mustard and says "where's gabe? is gabe sleeping?" gabe is the cook who blast young jeezy all day.
we break into gabes room and he's asleep on the bed. ben just squirts out all the mustard on gabe and i'm taking pictures. gabe wakes up and is like "what the fuck!?!"
but start laughing and has a cigertte with us covered in mustard.
it was a blast, but karma is definetly gonna get us. gabe is a crafty dude.
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