steve was my partner in crime when i was 18, 19 years old. we had known of each other for a while because we had mutual friends. but i think we got along real well together because we both had a lot of similar experiences. both being white trash turned punk rock.
we both were obsessed with PBR because of the movie blue velvet. i hate the stuff now. i drink mostly guiness. dark stouts, that kind of stuff...
steve's mom worked at a gas station, and she spent all her money on coke. so the electricity, and the water were shut off at his house. his mom just stayed with her boyfriend, and her dogs would shit and piss all over the house because nobody wanted to hang out there with the utilites shut off. so you can guess, it just made that place even nastier.
steve was between a rock and a hard place because he lived out in the middle of nowhere and didn't have access to a car either. so for a while he just couch surfed at his friends houses, until nobody could put up with it anymore.
so one day, steve and i were at the mall looking for this kid who sold us fake acid, and we met this other punk rocker named cooter who seemed alright. after shooting the shit with this guy and explaining his story, steve had found himself a new roommate.
cooter was this spoiled rich kid from from dc who was going to the university of hartford. his parents paid for everything. his car, his gas, his apartment, his cable,his education, everything.... and on top of that they gave him $180 a week to just blow on whatever. so being a spoiled rich kid, he figured he could have steve around just to run around and do his shit for him. that lasted for about a month.
cooter was a real sleazeball. i still run into people once in a while who'll talk about UHart and his name'll come up and they'll say, "i fucking hate that guy, he gave my friend herpes." i felt really bad about this one girl who was like 14 or 15 that he was fucking. i bet he gave that girl the herp too.
one time he was hitting on my girlfriend (circa 1999) when i wasn't there, and she kept telling him to fuck off. finally steve told cooter to knock him off. i didn't find out about it until a year later. i woulda killed the kid. i am so grateful that sofi never fucked cooter.
one night we were at cooter's place, tripping and drinking busch and we were like "man, this beer sucks, it's fucking nazi beer." so, we went outside with condoms that cooter got for free (and never used), and filled the condoms up with the shitty beer, and started flinging them at cars that were driving by. we ran back inside the apartment complex whenever we hit a car.
we used to do all sorts of crazy shit. one time we went to the midget town in willimantic, one time we brought a bunch of teddy bears to a casualties show and threw them all at the casualties because they suck......oh god, we had a bunch of antics.
we just hung around with cooter because steve kinda had to because he was living for free. we would get to watch free WWF pay per views, so that was pretty cool, but otherwise cooter was just a big weenie.
cooter ended up kicking steve out because they both liked the same girl. steve hung around hartford for a while, then went to boston with our friend matty when i went to philadelphia. last i saw him was like 2 1/2 years ago in northampton. still the same old steve. he was still doing drugs, but i had quit for a long time. i keep telling myself i'm going to go find him one of these days.
got the new flogging molly cd, it's pretty good.
my sister kacey rules because she got me a hank williams shirt.
we both were obsessed with PBR because of the movie blue velvet. i hate the stuff now. i drink mostly guiness. dark stouts, that kind of stuff...
steve's mom worked at a gas station, and she spent all her money on coke. so the electricity, and the water were shut off at his house. his mom just stayed with her boyfriend, and her dogs would shit and piss all over the house because nobody wanted to hang out there with the utilites shut off. so you can guess, it just made that place even nastier.
steve was between a rock and a hard place because he lived out in the middle of nowhere and didn't have access to a car either. so for a while he just couch surfed at his friends houses, until nobody could put up with it anymore.
so one day, steve and i were at the mall looking for this kid who sold us fake acid, and we met this other punk rocker named cooter who seemed alright. after shooting the shit with this guy and explaining his story, steve had found himself a new roommate.
cooter was this spoiled rich kid from from dc who was going to the university of hartford. his parents paid for everything. his car, his gas, his apartment, his cable,his education, everything.... and on top of that they gave him $180 a week to just blow on whatever. so being a spoiled rich kid, he figured he could have steve around just to run around and do his shit for him. that lasted for about a month.
cooter was a real sleazeball. i still run into people once in a while who'll talk about UHart and his name'll come up and they'll say, "i fucking hate that guy, he gave my friend herpes." i felt really bad about this one girl who was like 14 or 15 that he was fucking. i bet he gave that girl the herp too.
one time he was hitting on my girlfriend (circa 1999) when i wasn't there, and she kept telling him to fuck off. finally steve told cooter to knock him off. i didn't find out about it until a year later. i woulda killed the kid. i am so grateful that sofi never fucked cooter.
one night we were at cooter's place, tripping and drinking busch and we were like "man, this beer sucks, it's fucking nazi beer." so, we went outside with condoms that cooter got for free (and never used), and filled the condoms up with the shitty beer, and started flinging them at cars that were driving by. we ran back inside the apartment complex whenever we hit a car.
we used to do all sorts of crazy shit. one time we went to the midget town in willimantic, one time we brought a bunch of teddy bears to a casualties show and threw them all at the casualties because they suck......oh god, we had a bunch of antics.
we just hung around with cooter because steve kinda had to because he was living for free. we would get to watch free WWF pay per views, so that was pretty cool, but otherwise cooter was just a big weenie.
cooter ended up kicking steve out because they both liked the same girl. steve hung around hartford for a while, then went to boston with our friend matty when i went to philadelphia. last i saw him was like 2 1/2 years ago in northampton. still the same old steve. he was still doing drugs, but i had quit for a long time. i keep telling myself i'm going to go find him one of these days.
got the new flogging molly cd, it's pretty good.
my sister kacey rules because she got me a hank williams shirt.
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imonfire:
you are my favorite ghostbuster. so drunk right now. its just that you are my favorite friend on this site b/c you seem so real and i love this enebration. spellimg doesnt count my friend. i love everyone so much. i feel like im about to burst with happiness b/c this year is almost over. happy new year my friend. you will always be somebody in my eyes.
imonfire:
holy shit. i was fucking drunk last night. happy new years brotha. 