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God, Fridays are like the ultimate shit magnets, eh?
yeah, wtf. I'm hanging out at the place where I usually hang out, which is like a magnet for shit going down, but it's not usually like this. So the cops came by to fuck with my friends for drinking in public, twice. Whatever. One of the times was kinda funny, because the cops poured out the beer, and told them they could drink it off the ground (they weren't telling them they had to, just that they could) and they did. It's on videotape. If I had that tape, I'd put it up on the internet.
Ok, so then this drunk asshole comes and starts a fight with this dude I know, and it was totally fucked up. I tried to help pull the drunk asshole off the guy, and then I walked over to the store to try to get first aid supplies and saw the drunk asshole staring at me and I swear if that dude touches me I'm going to beat the shit out of him. Except I can't beat the shit out of anyone, so my boyfriend will beat the shit out of him. |
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