Here goes.
At a pizza shop at 3am after a night of drinking. My friend says he's gonna go talk to these two hot chicks at a booth. I say cool, I'm gonna get food. I'm exhausted, drunk, ready to go home.
Next thing i know i hear someone yelling so i turn around and there's this older guy (55 maybe) sitting on a stool and cursing me out. I've never seen him before, I don't know what the fuck is going on. Come to find out he's the father of these two girls and he's upset that my friend is hitting on them. So I'm telling him that this has nothing to do with me and to leave me the fuck alone. Now this other kid gets involved and he starts cursing me out too.
I'm really getting heated now. Then one of the girls my friend was talking to turns around and gets right in my face, spitting and cussing, calling me every name in the book. So I'm yelling back at her calling her "stupid" and an "idiot" since she's yelling at me for no reason and we don't even know each other.
She punches me in the eye. This fat kid behind the counter runs over to restrain her because this bitch is going nuts trying to attack me. She gets around him and punches me in the face again. He opens the door and throws her out.
I'm shocked and completely furious now. I'm talking to my friend about what the fuck just happened. All of a sudden this guy comes in and starts screaming at us, calling us fucking faggots and that he'll kick our asses blah blah blah. He's right in my face and I'm really thinking that I'm going to get in a fight. He's like I'll be waiting for you fuckers outside, you gotta leave sometime.
Then this skank behind the counter starts yelling at me because she is a friend of the douchebag redneck that was cussing me out. So I start ripping into her.
Now it's nearly 4am and I'm trying to figure out what to do because this guy is pacing back and forth outside waiting for us. We decide to wait in there awhile and when we finally got out of there, everyone was gone. Got to bed around 5 and woke up this morning in a very bad mood.
I'm still furious. I don't know why these things keep happening to me. This is the third time a girl has hit me in the face in a month and there has yet to be any provocation on my part.
So I'm about ready to snap. I don't like to fight; I'm not a big guy and it's not my thing. But the next person that touches me is going to get drilled in the head. I don't care who it is because I've had it.
The end.
At a pizza shop at 3am after a night of drinking. My friend says he's gonna go talk to these two hot chicks at a booth. I say cool, I'm gonna get food. I'm exhausted, drunk, ready to go home.
Next thing i know i hear someone yelling so i turn around and there's this older guy (55 maybe) sitting on a stool and cursing me out. I've never seen him before, I don't know what the fuck is going on. Come to find out he's the father of these two girls and he's upset that my friend is hitting on them. So I'm telling him that this has nothing to do with me and to leave me the fuck alone. Now this other kid gets involved and he starts cursing me out too.
I'm really getting heated now. Then one of the girls my friend was talking to turns around and gets right in my face, spitting and cussing, calling me every name in the book. So I'm yelling back at her calling her "stupid" and an "idiot" since she's yelling at me for no reason and we don't even know each other.
She punches me in the eye. This fat kid behind the counter runs over to restrain her because this bitch is going nuts trying to attack me. She gets around him and punches me in the face again. He opens the door and throws her out.
I'm shocked and completely furious now. I'm talking to my friend about what the fuck just happened. All of a sudden this guy comes in and starts screaming at us, calling us fucking faggots and that he'll kick our asses blah blah blah. He's right in my face and I'm really thinking that I'm going to get in a fight. He's like I'll be waiting for you fuckers outside, you gotta leave sometime.
Then this skank behind the counter starts yelling at me because she is a friend of the douchebag redneck that was cussing me out. So I start ripping into her.
Now it's nearly 4am and I'm trying to figure out what to do because this guy is pacing back and forth outside waiting for us. We decide to wait in there awhile and when we finally got out of there, everyone was gone. Got to bed around 5 and woke up this morning in a very bad mood.
I'm still furious. I don't know why these things keep happening to me. This is the third time a girl has hit me in the face in a month and there has yet to be any provocation on my part.
So I'm about ready to snap. I don't like to fight; I'm not a big guy and it's not my thing. But the next person that touches me is going to get drilled in the head. I don't care who it is because I've had it.
The end.