https://padlet.com/aarmour4/xeurxp35ic1g Made with a stroke of good luck en-us 2017-09-25 23:18:47 UTC 2017-09-25 23:20:26 UTC hello@padlet.com aarmour4 https://padlet.com/aarmour4/xeurxp35ic1g/wish/191056167 My friends and I were on our way to a party. The party was suppose to be off the chain. We heard it was going to be in a mansion. Switching lanes and racing there as if we were in the Fast and Furious, we finally arrived at the party. While walking into the party I felt like we were packed like sardines in a can. We could not move without people's skin clinging to one another, it was revolting. Moving around in the party was congested as having a head cold for a week. I thought to myself “wasn’t this suppose to be a mansion”? I decided it was time to go. It took a bulldozer to move people out of the way so that I can get out. “Sheesh it was a mob scene” I yelled when I stepped outside. 

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