Cindy,Ray,Greg, Brenda, and Shorty and Bobby were all in the car drinking and doing the deed while all driving on the empty dark road home Greg stood up and standed out of the sunroof on the car until they hit something and they stopped and all got out to see it was a unconscious guy on the ground Greg: look at this dent in my car! My dads gonna kill me! Brenda: that guy on the ground is a cutie but what’re we gonna do? Cindy: we gotta call the police! Greg: no! We can’t do that do you know what the men do to young boys there in prison! Ray: ayo maybe you’re right Cindy we should call the police. Shorty: ‘takes another wiff of the cigar’ I don’t know about y’all but I’m getting high as shit today giggles Bobby: Greg man think!