ALEX'S VEIW OF LAST NIGHT
Me: *Gets out of car, and sees a big group of people standing in a semi-circle.*
Old dickhead: Bluh bluh federal offence. D:<. If you mess with someone's mailbox, you'll go to jail. If you mess with MY mailbox, i'll break all your little fingers. *Directed at Aaron with a series of glares and points*
Matt: *Walks towards me and mumbles about some insane old man*
Old dickhead: What the fauck are you doing all the way ******** over there, ********? *Directed at Matt*
Matt: I'm listening to you.
O.D.: I don't give a s**t. D:. *Doesn't seem to realize he's not on his property, luckily not stabbed by Matt*
Me: What the fauck? o__o;
O.D.: (To Aaron's mom) I don't care what you do. Just, do what you want. Again, i'm not telling you what to do. *Complete f*****t*
Aaron's mom: *Seems intimidated by the O.D. and starts to take it out on everyone.* I don't care which one of you guys ******** did it, you're not going to stay in my house and vandelize things. *c**t*
Me: Wtf? o__o; *Still standing where he was when he arrived*
O.D: BLUH BLUH FEDERAL OFFENCE.
Aaron's mom: Blar, all of you in my living room, NOW.
Everyone: *Goes into the living room*
Me: *Walks in the living room* Wtf? o__o;
--LIVING ROOM---
Me: *Sitting on the couch staring at the TV, thinking of what i could do to get these poor mother ******** out of trouble.*
Aaron: Omfg, i don't wanna ******** go to jail. *Freaks out*
Matt: *Sits there and twitches*
John-O: Omfg, i've had stuff to drink..OMFGAW, HOW'S MY BREATH??!!!?!?!?!?! one. *BREATHE*
Me: o___o;..It's fine.
Matt: *Twitch*
Malik: I'm going to ******** kill whoever the ******** did this. Matt's a retard, John-O's a middleschooler, Aaron's freaking, Alex is irrelevent.
Malik: WHo the ******** did it? D:
Me: o___o;
John-O: I didn't do it.
Matt: I didn't do it..
Me: *Stares at the TV*
Aaron: I'm going to get blamed cause i was on the phone cause Katie called me and it's a federal offence and i'm going to jail.
Aaron's mom: I'm getting the cops to talk to each of you boys. D: *Leaves*
John-O: Omfg, i can't talk to a cop. I'm freaking out. How's my breath? *BREATHE*
Me: o___o; It's fine.
John-O: Omfg, i'm freaking out man. *Middleschooler*
Malik: How?
Aaron: The wrench!
Malik: Mine?
Aaron:...
Malik: *Walks in and threatens to kill Matt.* (+ profanity)
Me: John-O..Chill..
John-O: *Copies Alex's exact posture* (Crossing legs and arms)
Me: ..If you do that, they'll suspect us of pretending to be calm.
John-O: *Switches legs*
Aaron: *Walks up and turns off TV*
Jessie: *Walks out of the hallway, pipe in hand smoking pot*
Matt:..Cops are coming.
Jessie: WHAT THE ********, NICE WARNING GUYS. D: *Puts everything in a plastic bag and throws on closet*
Me: *Stare*
John-O: *Stare*
Matt: *Twitch*
Malik: DEATH
Aaron: Omfg, i'm not mad, i just wish i was dead. *Walks into kitchen*
Me: *Sigh*
Matt: *Twitch*
John-O: How's my breath?
Aaron. *Walks out of the kitchen, slit wrists* *Knife-foot*
Aaron: Omg, i'm bleeding. O_O *Soaks up a sock of blood*
Me: Wtf..o__o;
Matt: O_o
John-O: :[
Malik: WHAT THE ********
Jessie: OMG, I APPEARED. *Puts pressure on his gash wound*
Malik and his med-school-ness: *Random medical mumbo jumbo*
Me: o__o *Puts pressure on Aaron's foot for him*
Aaron's mom: *Walks in*...WHAT THE ********. D:
Aaron's mom: *More medical mumbo jumbo*.. But really, i'd rather Aaron be in the care of Malik. For he's a moderately intellegent person. >__>; *DUR*
Me: o__o *Trying to think about what everyone could do to keep everyone out of jail, still in Job Corp, and the Military.*
Aaron's mom: *Tries to override Malik's knowlege.*. EVERYONE GO TO THE CAR, NOW.
Jessie: I feel like a prison guard. *Giggle*
---IN THE CAR ON THE WAY TO THE HOSPITAL---
Me: Okay, i need to figure out a way to keep you mother ******** out of jail.
John-O: How's my breath? : *Breathe*
Matt: I'm going to ******** Job Corp, i can't get a ******** felony. *BLUBLUBLU* *Twitch*
Me: o__o.. You all need to think up a story. Both go on eachother's stories, and don't cross over eachother's stories , or you'll bring attention to yourselves.
John-O: *Dur*
Matt: We didn't do anything. THat's the story, we're sticking to it. D:
Me: *Giggle*..We should be missionaries. :B
John-O&Matt: o___o;
Me: You'd better pray that god feels sorry for your asses. D:
Jessie: *Comes in car and listens to music. And we all b***h about the dickhead neighbor*
--AKWARD LACK OF CONVERSATION--
(Aaron stumbles to car, with Malik applying pressure to foot, and leaning on mother)
*Everyone gets a lap buddie in the car.. I got John-O. x3*
Arrive at John-O's house.
Aaron's mom: Is there an adult here? :[
John-O's mom: ..*Standing about 2 1/2 feet away*
Us:...No. D:
Aaron's mom:..Okay then.
*DOOR SLAMS AND HITS THE b***h IN THE a***
And then Matt called his mom. Made up some weird story, while under the influence. And somehow the ******** believed it.
Me: John-O, give me a banana. D:
Hmm. And that's my story. Strange though, 100% true. D:
Ahah. John-O drank 4 1/2 beers and barfed. Lightweight ho.
Meh. Decent for a middleschooler.
What an eventful day. Ahah.. And i have a fever and i wana barf.
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