Pigging Out
Wig out 'til you pig out
My homies, Will and Matt, drove up to my abode to snag me up. We were trying to make it in time for the movies, so they put the pedal to the metal the moment I hopped in. Our expert driver, Will, went full Tokyo Drift on us as he sped down the highway, weaved through traffic, and hugged the railings of precariously tight turns that I didn’t even know Chattanooga had.