amara and i went out to monday nite ladies night at don quioxte's and everything was super great until when we were leaving. we were walking to the car and this group of guys and gals were standing behind the car, and so amara said "hey guys, this is us so you might wanna move so we can back out." and then some drunk ass cowboy says "do you mean to say that you're gonna run me over if i don't move?" just joking around like- so then
i say: "yeah we will!" joking back with them
he says: "we can i at least get some hugs first?"
amara: "we're married"
me: "my husband kind of frowns on that and he has an M-16 so i don't think so"
so the guy starts walking away and yells over his shoulder: "you're husbands a pussy!"
oh dear friends- the shit hit the fan with that one. i turn around and am like "excuse me WHAT!?!?!?!?" and he says it again so i pull of my four inch heels and go chasing him around the parking lot yelling shit back at him like my husband could end up dying for his sorry ass's right to say that and this and that while trying to grab him and throwin' punches and he's still making fun of me which is making me even MORE mad. so his friend steps in between us and gets his cowboy ass all up in my face
saying: "don't you talk to me about that shit. i'm an ex-marine and i just got out a year and a half ago. he's just drunk and talking shit and i didn't say anything about your husband."
me: "well i wasn't picking a fight with you was I?"
so the first guy (the one i was chasing) comes over and i by this time i'm extremely defensive and getting hysterical and am still yelling stuff like "do you know how long it's been since i've seen my husband?!?!?!?" and the first guy tells me that he used to be in the navy so he understands and he's sorry and that i can hit him if i want to and that he wants me to hit him and i burst into tears and say "i just wanna go home!" and push past them and get in the car and start sobbing uncontrolably. the two guys are pooping their head in the windows of the car apologizing and by this time, amara and david are getting Leon (the bar owner and telling him what's going on and that those guys need to watch their mouths) and stuff and finally amara tells the guys "we're going" and gets in the car and we drive home. craziness. i do NOT appreciate people talking shit on MY husband! especially since there isn't a day that goes by when soldiers don't die over there and half the people coming out of traing are getting sent there. i felt like it wasn't even just MY husband. it was all military husbands and i had to fight for all of the wives and girlfriends and fiances...the guy was probably twice my size, and i'm not the strongest girl, so i'm sure he could have kicked the shit out of me had he wanted to, but if he's ex-military, he should have known better than to be sayin' that, especially during a time of war. grrrrrr.
i say: "yeah we will!" joking back with them
he says: "we can i at least get some hugs first?"
amara: "we're married"
me: "my husband kind of frowns on that and he has an M-16 so i don't think so"
so the guy starts walking away and yells over his shoulder: "you're husbands a pussy!"
oh dear friends- the shit hit the fan with that one. i turn around and am like "excuse me WHAT!?!?!?!?" and he says it again so i pull of my four inch heels and go chasing him around the parking lot yelling shit back at him like my husband could end up dying for his sorry ass's right to say that and this and that while trying to grab him and throwin' punches and he's still making fun of me which is making me even MORE mad. so his friend steps in between us and gets his cowboy ass all up in my face
saying: "don't you talk to me about that shit. i'm an ex-marine and i just got out a year and a half ago. he's just drunk and talking shit and i didn't say anything about your husband."
me: "well i wasn't picking a fight with you was I?"
so the first guy (the one i was chasing) comes over and i by this time i'm extremely defensive and getting hysterical and am still yelling stuff like "do you know how long it's been since i've seen my husband?!?!?!?" and the first guy tells me that he used to be in the navy so he understands and he's sorry and that i can hit him if i want to and that he wants me to hit him and i burst into tears and say "i just wanna go home!" and push past them and get in the car and start sobbing uncontrolably. the two guys are pooping their head in the windows of the car apologizing and by this time, amara and david are getting Leon (the bar owner and telling him what's going on and that those guys need to watch their mouths) and stuff and finally amara tells the guys "we're going" and gets in the car and we drive home. craziness. i do NOT appreciate people talking shit on MY husband! especially since there isn't a day that goes by when soldiers don't die over there and half the people coming out of traing are getting sent there. i felt like it wasn't even just MY husband. it was all military husbands and i had to fight for all of the wives and girlfriends and fiances...the guy was probably twice my size, and i'm not the strongest girl, so i'm sure he could have kicked the shit out of me had he wanted to, but if he's ex-military, he should have known better than to be sayin' that, especially during a time of war. grrrrrr.
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people don't think when they talk
that said
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bring all of em home!!!