Well it's Christmas break and whatever so me and a few friends go out and walk around. Tackling those giant inflatable Santas, stealing baby Jesii (plural of Jesus), and rearranging deer in sexually explicit poses.
After doing this for a couple hours some chick and ed's friend from out of town decide to ding dong ditch a certain Michael Gorse's house. I figured it was a bad idea and I was right. So I kinda jogged away from his house before hand and chilled by the Wellington pond.
After, say 30 seconds, a large white male is spotted heading towards us. "Ya gotta be kidding me" I said disbelievingly. The first thing out of said large white male's mouth was "WHO WANTSA PIECE OF THIS?!"
Lol. My first and only instinct was to laugh. So I did. Then he kept going on about how he was going to punch me and stuff and I called him out on bullshitting me by playing him off. Then he asked for my name and I refused to tell him, what else would he expect, he has no right to take my name and I had done no bad. He called me a punk a few times and then yelled at me and told me to leave.
I guess he wanted to feel like a big man so he kept trying to get me to run away, but I refused and kept my dignity by walking away with my head held high. Then he decided he wanted to grab my elbow and try to pull me in and I guess call the cops on me. And if you know me well enough I DO NOT, like being touched by people I don't like. So I almost punched him in the face by reflex, but this guy must have been 400 pounds, none of which was muscle, so I didn't exactly want that falling down on me, so I just let it slide and walked off.
Yea, last night was fun.
1 comment:
WOW.
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