HarackCred
Shared on Sun, 11/22/2009 - 17:37This weekend I grasped at my fading youth and went up to friends apartment to live like a homeless person on their couch and pay way too much money for beer at the local hot spots. A friend's girl friend who is friends sort of with the group came along. She is a person. This is a sentence. Not much else to be said.
There was another girl, one whom was supposed to be there, she lives with my friends, is dating one of them, and so on. Girl A and Girl B attached themselves hipwise and kept girl power away from guy hour mostly. And so it was good.
My friend was throwing up a hail Mary at the end of the last bar on Friday night, two girls, offering them a ride in his trunk, worthy effort. The girl who wasn't supposed to be there had begun to stare over his shoulder at the girls. She looked like a fucking nutcase, and it off put me, so the girls if they peeped that would certainly have another red flag to think about. I jumped in her way, acted like a wall and began to talk to her. Quickly though I didn't know what to say, because I didn't want to talk, so I said that she can't stare like that in that situation. She refused to believe that she was a problem, and got pretty angry however repressed as it may have been. She followed it up later, drunker and no legs to stand on, and then it got weirder, she transferred somehow to garner pity I'm sure, a cancer story of hers that none of us had known about. I'm not trying to chastise her any more than it seems, it was just a case of buttheads.
I spent like 125 on bar beer, a small ammount of food, and gas.
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