skinnykeychain

Last night was an interesting night to say the least. My plans were as followed. Get home from work get ready pick up Melissa and go to her friends little club for awhile. Then go to a bar get hammered and see where the night would have us land.

Well I never made it to work, becuase I woke up at Mike's house at 6am and I was still kinda buzzed. Mike and I went to Lunch and Melissa called me worried about where I was. She told me that there may be a problem with her going out.

Well it turns out that even though the so called "dad" of her child said that he'd take care of her for once in his life so Melissa could go out for her birthday... he decided to in a way flake because he still wanted to go out himself. His master plan was to leave the kid with his parents once she fell asleep. Well since once again he didn't want to be a man, Melissa decided to stay home and take care of the kid like a good mother should.

So I head up to Mikes house in a total funk. Because some dude just pissed in my cornflakes. I knew I'd have a good time... we were getting a limo and we were all going to get hammered. So I started drinking like mad, and before you knew it I was having fun. Some of my friends were happy to see me, but they knew I was their plan B.

We get in the Limo and we start to go nutz. I mean we are having a blast and we have this 19yr old sluty chick in the limo who is just trying to nail everyone. It was so great. We pulled up to the club and we all jump out. Just lit out of our gord.

We get into the club and within 30secs my fun factor went striaght into the toilet. There he was the so called "dad". I wanted to walk right over there and rip his fucking head off. I had to call Melissa so she could talk me down. I know he would never say anything to me, but if he did I swear it would be over in a second. I have a lot of reasons not to like this guy right now. He's the weakest form of boy that I've ever witnessed. Poor little guy god forbid you actually take responsibilty for once in your fucking life. Forget about actually showing some compation for your own flesh and blood.

SO I was in battle mode and I was actually hoping that he's say or do something. I mean all I want to do is break his beak.

Is that so bad?

Well I try to have fun, and before you know it Mike and I are beating each other up. Dylan just happened to be watching this, so I wonder if he's concered? Before you knew it... mike was in full rage and I actually had to talk him out of beating up Dylan. Mike's a born fighter and he'll protect his friends till the end... but this wasn't his fight. He doesn't have a real reason to be mad at him. I however do. No matter where Melissa and I's relationship or lack there of stands... we do in a way love each other. And with that I'll lay my life down for both her and her daughter. So knowing the constant pain that she has to go through because of this fuck off... It makes me want to shit down his dead throat.

Right before the club closed Dylan grabbed his girl and ran out of the club. In my sick little twisted head I was hoping that may be due to him being afraid of the wrecking that will follow if he did in fact piss me off enough to have the switch in the back of my head flipped. Once that happens I turn into a monster with great vengance and furious anger. Last night instead of a normal on off switch I replaced it with a dimmer switch. It was obviouse that I could kill... but I was also having some fun.

The whole way home I was a ball of hate. That 19yr old slut was trying to get me to bang her. She kept waving her ass in my face and kissing on me. I just stood there like a stone. She got all bent out of shape when we got out of the limo. But I put her in her place.

We went to Jack (of course bitches!). Got food and brought it home. By now I was having some fun again. We were listening to some good music twords the end of the limo ride so it was putting me in better spirirts. When I brought the food back things got fun.

First I bust in on Donny and Nicole, and Donny whips it out and starts yanking his crank in front of Stevey and I. I tried to push stevey's face into Donny's crotch but to no avail. Then i sat next to mike and started eating my sourdough jack. Mike kept spitting pieces of chicken sandwich all off the place and one of the pieces hit my arm so I wiped it on him. I yelled at him to stop. So he took a mouth full of water and spit it in my burger. Yeah I kicked his ass.

I put my burger down, took of my glasses and then grabbed his sandwich. He looked at me as if he knew what was going to happen. But he asked anyways. And I told him, "I'm going to fucking kill you". Mike got me down on the ground and he's a better wrestler then I am, so when I saw my chance I picked him up about 8 inches off the ground and slammed him into the ground driving my head into his chest at the same time... Yeah I won!

Woke up this morning ate Lunch with Stevey, and Rich... and now I'm home waiting to see what's going on tonight.

On a side note... mike just called me and now remembers why his back hurts... yeah don't spit water on my burger bitch!