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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZE4D4dqLZ9o
So the story begins in March of 2016. This cool music festival was coming up called Coachella that was really popular at the time. So this guy, me, and 4 other people decided "♥♥♥♥ it, lets go". All six of us pooled our money together and bought week passes. Over the next month we got super hyped about this festival like ♥♥♥♥ were gonna have a good ass time. Anyway, the first day of Coachella rolls around, and ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, I dont think ive ever dropped more tabs of acid in a single sitting than I did at that festival. I was tripping my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ balls off. I don't remember much after the first day, but I do remember was waking up at 4:00 in the morning with my fingers deep in this dudes ass. Imagine waking up after a bad trip tickling ur friends prostate. And that is why I never went to Coachella again.
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