The year was 1993ish, Chant's mythical Honda spurred a million different episodes of the Brad factor, but one particular event always sticks out in my head the most. The night began with a normal trip to the local Circle K for cigarettes and stolen candy bars, simple adolescent fuel for the night's pre-planned debauchery. This was a simpler time, before IPods and Xbox's, before text messaging and video phones, and before people frowned on putting a drunken Mexican in the trunk of a Honda...
Hear me out, though, as Brad actually never minded going in the trunk, as this was the closest spot to the whiskey and the cheap speakers, but I think overall Brad chose the trunk so that his friends could enjoy the backseats. That is just how Brad was, a very giving and thoughtful Amigo.
Give this a thought and I'll post more as it seems fit.
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