Clog

[klog, klawg]

–verb (used with object)

1. to hinder or obstruct with thick or sticky matter; choke up: to clog a drain.

2. to crowd excessively, esp. so that movement is impeded; overfill: Cars BIKES clogged the highway ROADWAY.

3. to encumber; hamper; hinder.
–verb (used without object)

4. to become clogged, encumbered, or choked up.

5. to stick; stick together.

6. to do a clog dance.

 

ClogLA - clogging coffee
June 1, 2008

clogging coffee

ouestjesuis:

so after snapping a quick photo zack and hillary decided to get a coffee at peet’s on main st in santa monica. it took for-fucking-ever to get coffee cuz the half goth half indie rock kid working the register was too busy coiffing his hair to realize that he needed to brew more.

so zack and hillary copped a seat outside and sipped and chatted and half an hour later (peet makes their coffee 211 degrees so it takes forever to drink it.) they decided to mount up again. they were feeling like pussies so they made the decision to take venice blvd back home cuz it’s flatter than santa monica. so they peeled off and were on their way. they saw some signs for a yard sale on milaner or some shit like that and thought it best to swing by and check it out even though the signs said it didn’t start for another half hour. the yard sale sucked so they beat it.

instead of getting back on venice they took washington. the ride back to la brea went fast and they knew that neither of their ladies would be up yet so they kept on keepin’ on headed towards downtown.

while passing the west adams preparatory school they saw some sketchy doods doing push-ups in the parking lot. pictures were not taken due to stupidity. those would have been sick. way to waste a photo-op boys.

hunger set in and burger king started calling. $3 for three sandwiches! jesus that’s good. zack and hillary created the “western rodeo spicy chicken whopper jr.” and then it was mash time.

we’re getting close to the part where they meet me.

somewhere in here it was decided that the 4th st bridge was their destination. they took olive all the way up to 4th hung a ronnie and blasted a bomb down the hill narrowly making the light. after rolling a few stop lights they were up on the bridge.

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