So this has been a strange ass weekend. Been hanging out with a good friend of mine, Drew. We drank a lot Friday night, had a pretty good time playing poker and watching movies with Leezard and a couple of other friends. After Lizzard left, Drew's friend Ruth came over and the drinking continued late into the night. Drew was a little bit... forward, with her. As in, he was groping her a bit and flirting with her quite a bit... But she knew that was gonna happen when she came over, I assume. I think he warned her or something. Either way, nothing serious happened and all was well. She was picked up by her boyfriend Dustin at about 4:30 and they accidentally left both her keys and her Super-Bitch Visor. Anyway.
On Saturday, we call Ruth again with intentions of having Liz, Lauren and her over again for more movies and poker, she seems fine and all and says she'll be over late that night. So we started poker without her since Liz and Lauren when about 9:30ish we get a loud knock on the door... we fully think it is Ruth so we all shout "The door is ajar! The door is ajar! come on in!"
...
no one walks in.
Who else could it be?
Lo and Behold, it's Dustin, Ruth's boyfriend... wanting to "talk" to Drew. So drew has me come out with him, cause neither of us trust this guy at all. About 20 feet outside, we notice that he's carrying a baseball bat.
Well fuck, I left my steel baton inside, and Drew is unarmed. Admittedly we're both bigger than this kid, but neither on of us is very fond of getting hit with a bat. Especially wary when he says to me "I want to talk to him alone, so you can stand around, but back up." Yeah, fuck that. We go back inside to call the cops, and Dustin I guess senses this and drives off.
Needless to say, everyone is now thoroughly freaked out. It really ruined our entire night. But oh well. So later on I call this fuckwad and ask what the hell is up.... apparently he wanted her visor and keys, thinking Drew had stolen them from her or something. Which is horseshit cause they were both still in my house. We arrange a meeting at a very public place where I felt 100% comfortable (The local comic shop, where I have pure backup from everyone), to give him the things. In the end, I gave him the stuff, he told us some bullshit story about an accident he had that had him all shaken up... and we're sitting there baffled as to why the hell he was pissed off.... The variable lies in Ruth, we can't figure out what she told him that set him off. Did she say Drew tried to have sex with her or something? I don't know. But one thing for sure is that we're never hanging out with her again. And we're gonna avoid that psycho fuck as much as possible...
Basically the bullshit story that he told us was that he got into an accident with a little girl. Apparently either he bumped into her with his car or she bumped into his car. He thinks it was the latter because if his car hit anything, even at 10 mph, it would be crushed. In this accident, the girl apparently only got a skinned elbow, but he was still completely freaked out about it. He was going around completely shaken up, expecting the father of the girl to want to completely kick his ass and kill him. But much to his surprise, the father expressed concern for Dustin.... asking if he was alright.... apparently this made Dustin think "If he can forgive me for that, then he can forgive Drew for being a little too drunk"
Wtf?! That just raises more questions!
On Saturday, we call Ruth again with intentions of having Liz, Lauren and her over again for more movies and poker, she seems fine and all and says she'll be over late that night. So we started poker without her since Liz and Lauren when about 9:30ish we get a loud knock on the door... we fully think it is Ruth so we all shout "The door is ajar! The door is ajar! come on in!"
...
no one walks in.
Who else could it be?
Lo and Behold, it's Dustin, Ruth's boyfriend... wanting to "talk" to Drew. So drew has me come out with him, cause neither of us trust this guy at all. About 20 feet outside, we notice that he's carrying a baseball bat.
Well fuck, I left my steel baton inside, and Drew is unarmed. Admittedly we're both bigger than this kid, but neither on of us is very fond of getting hit with a bat. Especially wary when he says to me "I want to talk to him alone, so you can stand around, but back up." Yeah, fuck that. We go back inside to call the cops, and Dustin I guess senses this and drives off.
Needless to say, everyone is now thoroughly freaked out. It really ruined our entire night. But oh well. So later on I call this fuckwad and ask what the hell is up.... apparently he wanted her visor and keys, thinking Drew had stolen them from her or something. Which is horseshit cause they were both still in my house. We arrange a meeting at a very public place where I felt 100% comfortable (The local comic shop, where I have pure backup from everyone), to give him the things. In the end, I gave him the stuff, he told us some bullshit story about an accident he had that had him all shaken up... and we're sitting there baffled as to why the hell he was pissed off.... The variable lies in Ruth, we can't figure out what she told him that set him off. Did she say Drew tried to have sex with her or something? I don't know. But one thing for sure is that we're never hanging out with her again. And we're gonna avoid that psycho fuck as much as possible...
Basically the bullshit story that he told us was that he got into an accident with a little girl. Apparently either he bumped into her with his car or she bumped into his car. He thinks it was the latter because if his car hit anything, even at 10 mph, it would be crushed. In this accident, the girl apparently only got a skinned elbow, but he was still completely freaked out about it. He was going around completely shaken up, expecting the father of the girl to want to completely kick his ass and kill him. But much to his surprise, the father expressed concern for Dustin.... asking if he was alright.... apparently this made Dustin think "If he can forgive me for that, then he can forgive Drew for being a little too drunk"
Wtf?! That just raises more questions!
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*dreams of bathtub*