This is about being on the marching band trip to myrtle beach and trying to get home but buses kept breaking down left and right it was not a good time
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First things first, we went on a trip.
12 hours south, that was not a pleasant bit.
3 cool days, spent on a rainy beach.
Stuffed ourselves with junk food, and purchases.
Time to head home everyone was rather ready.
Left half after 8, 3 hours going steady
But then our bus broke down.
These things happen, we went to a taco bell, then a mall, then we drove, then we switched buses again, and then the other bus, the other bus broke down.
We didn't get home until, four thirty in the morning
I hate buses, but I love band.
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from Who, Me?,
released May 27, 2015
S/O to Mr. B for getting us home <3
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