"No I stated the fact that their policy of status quo laws with even more proliferation of weapons worsens the carnage."
"Wait up man!" Justin said catching up to me at the locker room door. "Want to go get a beer?" "I actually have to go, I'm sorry. " "Oh come on, one beer, won't kill you. " "Fine, one beer, whatever. " Our beer grabbing experience was short and sweet.
I actually learned that Justin was wealthy, Or at least his parents were, and all his so called friends only used him for his money. It was actually pretty sad. I felt pity for him. I guess I can try to be his friend, he doesn't seem like a total douche frat boy.
Until his question blows my mind...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑