One time I hid from the cops in Boner Party’s basement. Only they didn’t go by Boner Party yet, just Ned and Gus. It was a garden/basement unit on Newport Avenue. The party upstairs got broken up and I was just a couple months shy of 21 and didn’t want a ticket.

Had I known there’d be mentions of book deals on Gawker involving them I would have stolen Ned’s grinder or something and sold it on eBay.