DEAR MRS RACCOON

lansing is questionable.
sometimes or a fourth of july couple days spent in the grandest city on earth for some bike rides and house shows and good cookins. all led out of a painfully long hurting bike ride from grand rapids and a nice one man picnic in portland straight into some loving hiphop spinning and hilariously awful live work but wait THIS COMES NEXT.
"hey guys lets just go back to my house and ..."DELAY DELAY errr DETOUR. TO the Party store. ok i watch bikes you get what needs.
(here it comes)
i sat outside the store waiting for ayjay/ben,,, just minding my own business playing around. i see this woman kind of stumbling towards the store giving me a weird look.
i LOOOOk away. but yes. she gets over to me and shes a starin. so i look at her. she is a young lady 20s maybe a little bit bigger than most wearing a basketball jersey and cargo shorts.
BACK.
we look at each other.
she says something that catches me off guard and i dont really understand or hear but it sounds like:
"NICEPOSENINJA"
then she takes my hand and puts 35 cents in. goes to the door and tries to push open a puller. so i laugh and vocally help.

outsies come ayjay/ben and the story is told.
outsies come lady.
she stares at the 3 of us and ayjay says HEYHOWZITGOING
lady: DOYOULIKEBAGPIPES
(strange glances around)
ben: DOYOULIKETULIPS
lady (confused): YEASHAGOODARRANGEMENT
lady: YOULIKEBAGPIPES COMEWITHME
us: silent deliberation
lady: COME
she starts walking away : COMEONBAGPIPES
ayjay: ARETHEYFREEBAGPIPES
lady: ISEEYOURNEONBIKES YOUBOYSHAVESOMEMONEYIKNOW COMEON
ayjay: YOULLBRINGTHEBAGPIPESOUTSIDESOWECANSEE
(at this point we are kind of following her as she walks)
lady: YEAHYEAHYOUBOYSLIKEMYBAGPIPES IGOTABOWLANDBEERTOSHARE CMON
otherladysittingonherporch:HEYHAVEYOUSEENMYWHITEPITBULLSHESGONDOFFSOMEWER
lady: YEASHISAWWEGOINGFORTHEBAGPIPES CMONBOYS
me: quietly (NOOOOOOOOOODUDE)
ayjay: HEYWELLSAMNEEDSTOGETTOBED WEBETTERGETGOINGBEN WELLCHECKYOURBAGPIPESLATER
lady: NOCMONBOYS
ridingaway.

boop.