This one time me and the Ghost of Christmas Past (I like to call him GCP for short) were hanging in mid-July. We decided to play some Frisbee and GCP just could not get it to fly straight. It took him about 15 throws to get it to me and half of those ended up going backward. I mean this guys sucked at throwing a Frisbee. So I grabbed it from him and said "here, let me show you how this is done". I threw the Frisbee at GCP and hit him in the head. It was my mistake, I wasn't trying to hit him there, after all I am a nice guy. When he picked it up, it looked a little funny. He turned to me and said "I think that you just threw a hamburger at me". I didn't really believe him, he likes to lie a lot. Anyway, by the time that I got to him, he had taken three bites out of it already and sure enough it was a hamburger. Tasted decent, but had a bunch of grass stuck in it
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