A fictional blog posting

Today, Brian, Lenny, and Claire snuck out for lunch and hit the beach. It was all fun and games until the cops busted us for playing cards. Note to self: next time leave the gambling chips at home.

Before the cops came, Lenny admitted to loving every minute of going to the beach. It was kind of ironic when the cops came, right after that.

We all got a warning or a summons. i'm not sure really, I threw whatever it was in the trash.

I remember when I was little my mom told me the trash is for paper, the garbage is for food.

I have to go now. Lots of typing to do. My hands are dry.