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26 year-old from Upstate NY
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Jerry Springer : Live
So, last night really fucking sucked. I had a friend over and we hung out, talked for a couple of hours until my sister showed up with her boyfriend and friends, which she met through her boyfriend. The friends are a couple (just for later to not confuse you). Anyway, it started out cool. We didn't end up playing board games, which we had originally planned. Beer and alcohol got drank, aside from me and my friend, Al. We just drank soda.
The night went on okay, we listened to music and everyone else got drunk. My sister and the girl-friend, were on the floor (yeah we don't have furniture yet) sitting indian style face to face to each other. They were talking about some other drama that had happened the week before and I wasn't paying much attention to them and kinda in on the other conversations, sorta.
It got kinda weirder as like 1 o'clock rolled around. Apparently Leslie and the girl were making out (no really, my sister is pretty cute but thats about the extent of it) and then talking about getting it on (not that night but in the future) and whether or not their guys would be okay with it. The girl's boyfriend was okay, but Leslie's wasn't It just kind of down spiraled from there. All had left before it had gotten bad (the lucky bastard).
Then it got to arguing, screaming, shoving, slapping, and I think a punch was thrown. I felt like I in a nightmare and I was in some shitty episode of Jerry Springer, but in my living room and on one shouting "Jerry!" repeatedly. Also, no chairs were thrown. But as I was trying to get the friends outside so I could take them home, the cops arrive. There's about a half hour of that and then I take them home finally. I'm pulling into my drive way and there's the landlord right behind me. If this night could've gotten any worse, God would've just smited me into the ground.
He asks me if I'm just getting home and I say no and he asks if it was my boyfriend the cops got called on, and I said no, it was Leslie's. At that moment, he's ready to toss them both out and I'm just like "Fuck." (This is basically my entirely nightly mantra for like 3 hours)
Leslie ends up talking to him and they can both stay (him just for the night), but they both eventually leave. And by the time all this shit is over and done with, it's almost 4 am. I'm online until like 6, talking with a friend and helping me calm down enough to where I can actually go to sleep.
This morning just feels like it was a horrible nightmare. Although after I apologized profusely to the couple that's bedroom is right below our living room, she left me some chocolate chip muffins and a "apology accepted" written on the aluminum.
So uh, how was your night?
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Ashley | | Occupation |
meat slicer fryer deli person at walmart | | Birthday |
September 20th, 1985 | | Interests |
Sports (football basketball [both college and pro] and baseball) video games writing semi-drawing/sketching computer/internet. | | NUSTY'S... | | | Music |
The Temptations Three Dog Night ZZ Top The Shins The Pixies The Doors The Aquabats SuperTramp Styx AC/DC Bad Company Billy Squier CCR Climax Blues Band Cream Robert Plant etc. Don't like too much new stuff unless it has a good beat and makes me want to dance. |
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