Ricin
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There's the drum circle every Wednesday night. Which in theory is 'sposed to be a bunch of hippies playing the drums, getting drunk, and making new hippie friends. Doing hippie things like being peaceful, getting along with each other, and having an open mind.
Well, apparently these assholes didn't get that.
So I show up and people are having a mini party before they go in a house down the street. Which is really just a bunch of kids that got tired of their upper-middle class life in the burbs and decided to live in an abandoned house to piss off their parents passing a bottle of 1800 around and trying to think of things to bitch about to sound edgy and cool. Everyone just wants to one up each other about who's life sucks more while they get drunk.
Whatever, no one's bothering me and they're sharing their alcohol with me.
Later I'm at the drum circle and pretentious poser hippie jon the douche who likes to take it in the ass from a horse probably asks me if I had money to put down on some alcohol. I asked what he was getting. Whiskey he says. I said I'd rather have beer since he's going to the store. He says, sure and takes my money, then returns with a forty and a bottle of whiskey.
So I reach for the 40oz and he's like no that's this girls alcohol. Me and you got the whiskey. Personally I fucking hate cheap whiskey. Just never goes down right. Either way he spent my two bucks on this bullshit. I ask the girl if I can have some of her beer for some of my whiskey. She gets highly offended and says something really bitchy and condescending back to me. Whatever, she's a dumb bitch. I tell her "I only asked once and I offered to trade my whiskey which is stronger and more expensive for your cheaper weaker beer. It's not that big of a deal."
So some of the whiskey goes down the wrong pipe and I spit it out. Which is when the bitchy girl says "EW, gross, you threw up, you're so disgusting." I wanted to smack the shit out of her. But I do have a level of restraint. And Jon the jackass says "No more whiskey for you." and snatches it out of my hand. Which is when I say "Hey, I paid for that! I at least get my share of it."
Jon says "But dude, you just threw up. No more for you."
I say "Have you ever thrown up while you were drinking?"
Jon: Like 8 year
Me: I didn't ask when was the last time you threw up. I didn't ask for you to brag about how you can hold your alcohol. I asked a simple yes or no question: have you ever thrown up while you were drinking? Yes and no are the most acceptable answers. You're a smart kid, you can answer a simple question.
Jon: Well yeah, I've thrown up while I was drinking but it
me: Well then, you've thrown up while drinking. So stop acting all high and mighty and give me my fucking share of the alcohol. This isn't YOUR alcohol, it's OUR alcohol, which means you can't tell me I'm cut off.
jon: Well, here just fucking have it if you're gonna be that way.
me: I just want my share, no more, no less. It's very simple.
Jon: Just take all of it and go away.
And so I take the whiskey and go talk to other people. When some random girl who I never talk to comes up to me and says "Fuck you, you stole jon's alcohol."
Which isn't an issue since I can ignore her. But she gets in my face and tries to hit me and is yelling and screaming about me being a horrible person. Now this is an issue. She's in my personal space and trying to harm me.
So I go over to jon.
me: Why are people accusing me of stealing the whiskey we both paid for that you gave me?
jon: Dude you might as well have stolen it!
me: Was it the part where I said I just wanted my share no more no less?
jon: You were trying to get me to give you all the whiskey man
me: Ah, I see. Let's recap. Me saying I want my share no more no less, then you offering all of it, and me saying I only want me share, then you giving it to me is what you kids call theft these days. I wasn't aware that was stealing.
jon: Well you were trying to pressure me into
me: You're a piece of shit. Stop telling fucking lies because you're a piece of shit and can't accept it. Stop making shit up. You weren't giving me what you owed me, I pointed out it's not just your shit to control and now you're acting like a piece of shit. Seriously fuck off. And have you fucking $5 bottle of whiskey back. Seriously a $5 bottle is that fucking important to you. Here have some fucking money, you need it more than I do if a $5 bottle is that big a fucking deal to you *throws $4 on the ground*.
Seriously, I've hung out with hippies before. Real hippies. They aren't so bad. They just get high all the time and usually don't have jobs. Most of the hippies I knew anyway. And they usually try to keep the peace and don't start bullshit.
Also, later that night two people apparently had guns. A group of people tried to jump me for stealing whiskey that was given to me. So I called the police. When they showed up everyone was pretty pissed I called the cops [but fuck'em]. 9 people got arrested and I went home and decided to never fucking come back.
Well, apparently these assholes didn't get that.
So I show up and people are having a mini party before they go in a house down the street. Which is really just a bunch of kids that got tired of their upper-middle class life in the burbs and decided to live in an abandoned house to piss off their parents passing a bottle of 1800 around and trying to think of things to bitch about to sound edgy and cool. Everyone just wants to one up each other about who's life sucks more while they get drunk.
Whatever, no one's bothering me and they're sharing their alcohol with me.
Later I'm at the drum circle and pretentious poser hippie jon the douche who likes to take it in the ass from a horse probably asks me if I had money to put down on some alcohol. I asked what he was getting. Whiskey he says. I said I'd rather have beer since he's going to the store. He says, sure and takes my money, then returns with a forty and a bottle of whiskey.
So I reach for the 40oz and he's like no that's this girls alcohol. Me and you got the whiskey. Personally I fucking hate cheap whiskey. Just never goes down right. Either way he spent my two bucks on this bullshit. I ask the girl if I can have some of her beer for some of my whiskey. She gets highly offended and says something really bitchy and condescending back to me. Whatever, she's a dumb bitch. I tell her "I only asked once and I offered to trade my whiskey which is stronger and more expensive for your cheaper weaker beer. It's not that big of a deal."
So some of the whiskey goes down the wrong pipe and I spit it out. Which is when the bitchy girl says "EW, gross, you threw up, you're so disgusting." I wanted to smack the shit out of her. But I do have a level of restraint. And Jon the jackass says "No more whiskey for you." and snatches it out of my hand. Which is when I say "Hey, I paid for that! I at least get my share of it."
Jon says "But dude, you just threw up. No more for you."
I say "Have you ever thrown up while you were drinking?"
Jon: Like 8 year
Me: I didn't ask when was the last time you threw up. I didn't ask for you to brag about how you can hold your alcohol. I asked a simple yes or no question: have you ever thrown up while you were drinking? Yes and no are the most acceptable answers. You're a smart kid, you can answer a simple question.
Jon: Well yeah, I've thrown up while I was drinking but it
me: Well then, you've thrown up while drinking. So stop acting all high and mighty and give me my fucking share of the alcohol. This isn't YOUR alcohol, it's OUR alcohol, which means you can't tell me I'm cut off.
jon: Well, here just fucking have it if you're gonna be that way.
me: I just want my share, no more, no less. It's very simple.
Jon: Just take all of it and go away.
And so I take the whiskey and go talk to other people. When some random girl who I never talk to comes up to me and says "Fuck you, you stole jon's alcohol."
Which isn't an issue since I can ignore her. But she gets in my face and tries to hit me and is yelling and screaming about me being a horrible person. Now this is an issue. She's in my personal space and trying to harm me.
So I go over to jon.
me: Why are people accusing me of stealing the whiskey we both paid for that you gave me?
jon: Dude you might as well have stolen it!
me: Was it the part where I said I just wanted my share no more no less?
jon: You were trying to get me to give you all the whiskey man
me: Ah, I see. Let's recap. Me saying I want my share no more no less, then you offering all of it, and me saying I only want me share, then you giving it to me is what you kids call theft these days. I wasn't aware that was stealing.
jon: Well you were trying to pressure me into
me: You're a piece of shit. Stop telling fucking lies because you're a piece of shit and can't accept it. Stop making shit up. You weren't giving me what you owed me, I pointed out it's not just your shit to control and now you're acting like a piece of shit. Seriously fuck off. And have you fucking $5 bottle of whiskey back. Seriously a $5 bottle is that fucking important to you. Here have some fucking money, you need it more than I do if a $5 bottle is that big a fucking deal to you *throws $4 on the ground*.
Seriously, I've hung out with hippies before. Real hippies. They aren't so bad. They just get high all the time and usually don't have jobs. Most of the hippies I knew anyway. And they usually try to keep the peace and don't start bullshit.
Also, later that night two people apparently had guns. A group of people tried to jump me for stealing whiskey that was given to me. So I called the police. When they showed up everyone was pretty pissed I called the cops [but fuck'em]. 9 people got arrested and I went home and decided to never fucking come back.
