hey ya.
So, yeah, this fuckhead tried to take my squares(that's cigarettes for the uninitiated).
I know, right?
Here's the story: I was at the Exit the other night. I was at the bar talking to luque. I go to the bathroom, I come back, my lighter's there but not my cigarettes. So I asked Luque, "hey have you seen my smokes" and she was like no I haven't. I asked Mike, who was sitting next to me, if he had seen it and he said no but he remembered them being there when I walked off. So I asked this drunk dude who was next to me about it and the first thing that comes outta his mouth was "You saying that I stole it?" Of course, I was thinking, "No. But NOW I do!" However what I actually said was "Nah, I was just asking if u seen it" and he was all like, "ah nah. I don't have any cigarettes."
So a couple of minutes went and I'm looking at dude again--ya know the one that didn't have any cigarettes--and guess what he was doing? SMOKING!!! And guess what? What did I see him holding under the bar? MY CIGARETTES!!!! So I was went up to him and said, "I thought u said u didn't have any cigarettes."
"No I don't."
"Then where the fuck you get that from?" pointing at the square
"What kind was it?"
"Camel filters."
He turns the square with his two fingers: "Do you see the logo on here?"
"Um YEAH. IT'S RIGHT THERE." and I'm pointing at the Camel logo.
So he reached in his pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes that were not Camels and said, "look I don't have it." and I said, "dude I SAW YOU PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET!"
"Uh, how u know?"
"I SAW YOU DO IT! Look I don't wanna start no shit I just want my smokes back."
Finally, this drunk fool broke down and gave back my squares, muttering something and ending it with "Whoops" Then he went to other side of the bar.
Really, when I finally got my squares, my whole body started to ache. I'm guess that was a combo of the adrenaline wearing off and my ongoing back pain.
Lemme say this: I have a knife right now, and I'm very glad that I left it in the house cuz I would've gone to jail that night. I wanna to punch that motherfucker square in his goddamn face. You don't just take people's shit like that. And I can give two fucks if he's drunk or not. I've wasted many times and I never EVER thought about stealing another man's shit. Fuck that!
So let's tally the damage for this month:
Almost got into a fight with Yuppie Midget at Liars...on my birthday no less
Got into a car accident the week after that I'm still scrambling to find the loot to fix.
Then this shit.
Christmas is gonna suck major league balls.
Bah Humbug
So, yeah, this fuckhead tried to take my squares(that's cigarettes for the uninitiated).
I know, right?
Here's the story: I was at the Exit the other night. I was at the bar talking to luque. I go to the bathroom, I come back, my lighter's there but not my cigarettes. So I asked Luque, "hey have you seen my smokes" and she was like no I haven't. I asked Mike, who was sitting next to me, if he had seen it and he said no but he remembered them being there when I walked off. So I asked this drunk dude who was next to me about it and the first thing that comes outta his mouth was "You saying that I stole it?" Of course, I was thinking, "No. But NOW I do!" However what I actually said was "Nah, I was just asking if u seen it" and he was all like, "ah nah. I don't have any cigarettes."
So a couple of minutes went and I'm looking at dude again--ya know the one that didn't have any cigarettes--and guess what he was doing? SMOKING!!! And guess what? What did I see him holding under the bar? MY CIGARETTES!!!! So I was went up to him and said, "I thought u said u didn't have any cigarettes."
"No I don't."
"Then where the fuck you get that from?" pointing at the square
"What kind was it?"
"Camel filters."
He turns the square with his two fingers: "Do you see the logo on here?"
"Um YEAH. IT'S RIGHT THERE." and I'm pointing at the Camel logo.
So he reached in his pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes that were not Camels and said, "look I don't have it." and I said, "dude I SAW YOU PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET!"
"Uh, how u know?"
"I SAW YOU DO IT! Look I don't wanna start no shit I just want my smokes back."
Finally, this drunk fool broke down and gave back my squares, muttering something and ending it with "Whoops" Then he went to other side of the bar.
Really, when I finally got my squares, my whole body started to ache. I'm guess that was a combo of the adrenaline wearing off and my ongoing back pain.
Lemme say this: I have a knife right now, and I'm very glad that I left it in the house cuz I would've gone to jail that night. I wanna to punch that motherfucker square in his goddamn face. You don't just take people's shit like that. And I can give two fucks if he's drunk or not. I've wasted many times and I never EVER thought about stealing another man's shit. Fuck that!
So let's tally the damage for this month:
Almost got into a fight with Yuppie Midget at Liars...on my birthday no less
Got into a car accident the week after that I'm still scrambling to find the loot to fix.
Then this shit.
Christmas is gonna suck major league balls.
Bah Humbug
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fight.
fight.
fight.
fight.
fight.
that feeling that you get when having a wee confrontation.... fucking priceless!
I wish i could bottle that mix of adrenaline, fear and macho bullshit and spray it as a cologne!
meanwhile --- I woulda stomped him for stealing my smokes too! (squares is an awesome term for them - consider it stolen to the other side of the world now!) ---- no one messes with me and my squares!
also - fuck xmas for making stores close.... I drove half an hour to the store to buy a pack on xmas day - only to find it was closed! --- bitches. I ended up smoking dried-up roll-your-owns that i found in my sock drawer.