Yeah, they were these generic ones, we were all underage. Some dude brought them. I just remember they were white cans with purple writing on them in block letters. Brutal stuff. My cousin puked his guts out after taunting me about the fact that he made my nose bleed in grade 3, and i beat the shit out of him in the back of the van.
Ah. Memories.
Ah. Memories.
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