people really wanted to throw hands last night.
i think the pink sludge from Ghostbusters 2 is running down Greg's road(Thames) in norwack. shot got progressivly more intense last night.
there were 3 partys on the road last night, we migrated to the keger across the street, so heres the rundown of beef, cause its fun to detail the beer muscles.
1. As the me, walks across the steet i hear this conversation between 2 people.
Mogley: i havent seen him in a minute and...
Asshat in white shirt: hey dont talk like that, we're not niggers.
where im from, that gets you hit, immediatly... i cant stand it and the only reason he didnt eat it right there is its not my city, and his conversation was between him and somone else, he didnt say it to me, or loud enough for everyone to hear him. i walked away but he wasnt done.
2. really random moment with 2 drunk peoples. 1 my boy Kurt, and the other was this kid pete who literally drove down the road to us, got out and shoved him on some superhero bullshit, and his beef wasnt even legit. they do the macho dance we've all seen a million times, but when Pete and kurt start to get a lil too close, i step in front of pete and guided him back. he dont know me and tried to cop an attitude like he wanted to do something with me, not going on. Told him peoples to handle their boy, and they did... they left, kurt still talking some bullshit. f'ghey
3. 20 minutes later, the real rumble busts out, but its 2 chicks, Gregs girl and Swains girl... they really wanted to mud wrestle or something... nothign beats 2 drunk girls screaming in the street at 1am... awesome. so that caused greg to drag his girl in the house and talk... they end up arguing for an hour and she is uber belligerant. Greg gets heated at her, him me and budu go on a long walk and end up sitting in a parkinglot till 2:40am... walk home, play Halo till 6am, sleep for 4 hours.
here i am, hating norwack for being... wack, and pop dukes jsut cooked up some banging chicken.
shoulda jsut gave the fucker in the white shirt the fair one and set the tone for the night.... people wouldnt have let beer muscles replace their heads.
this rules:
i think the pink sludge from Ghostbusters 2 is running down Greg's road(Thames) in norwack. shot got progressivly more intense last night.
there were 3 partys on the road last night, we migrated to the keger across the street, so heres the rundown of beef, cause its fun to detail the beer muscles.
1. As the me, walks across the steet i hear this conversation between 2 people.
Mogley: i havent seen him in a minute and...
Asshat in white shirt: hey dont talk like that, we're not niggers.
where im from, that gets you hit, immediatly... i cant stand it and the only reason he didnt eat it right there is its not my city, and his conversation was between him and somone else, he didnt say it to me, or loud enough for everyone to hear him. i walked away but he wasnt done.
2. really random moment with 2 drunk peoples. 1 my boy Kurt, and the other was this kid pete who literally drove down the road to us, got out and shoved him on some superhero bullshit, and his beef wasnt even legit. they do the macho dance we've all seen a million times, but when Pete and kurt start to get a lil too close, i step in front of pete and guided him back. he dont know me and tried to cop an attitude like he wanted to do something with me, not going on. Told him peoples to handle their boy, and they did... they left, kurt still talking some bullshit. f'ghey
3. 20 minutes later, the real rumble busts out, but its 2 chicks, Gregs girl and Swains girl... they really wanted to mud wrestle or something... nothign beats 2 drunk girls screaming in the street at 1am... awesome. so that caused greg to drag his girl in the house and talk... they end up arguing for an hour and she is uber belligerant. Greg gets heated at her, him me and budu go on a long walk and end up sitting in a parkinglot till 2:40am... walk home, play Halo till 6am, sleep for 4 hours.
here i am, hating norwack for being... wack, and pop dukes jsut cooked up some banging chicken.
shoulda jsut gave the fucker in the white shirt the fair one and set the tone for the night.... people wouldnt have let beer muscles replace their heads.
this rules: