Art victim
I was the victim of art today coming home from work.
I ran in to the IDS to get a soda to wait for the bus with. On the wau in I found 4 artsy hippy type girls all dancing badly around the fountain at the IDS. They all had ipods in their ears so I imagine it was some kind of synched up art/expression thing.
Did I mention they were dancing badly?I did? ok...
So yeah I am walking out, trying to mix hurrying to the bus stop with caution at getting around a gyrating hippychick when it happens...
This hairy armpitted, braided pigtail, barefoot, artist smacks right in to me. As I am pretty solid she did way more damage to herself than to me. I caught her from completely falling down but her ipod fell to the ground. I helped her up then took off for the bus.
and then, as if to add insult to the (non)injury....she threw up to fingers and said....wait for it..."Cheers, man!"
GOD I FUCKING HATE WHEN PEOPLE SAY "CHEERS"!
I have no rationale for it, no deep dark hidden reason, just everytime some yuppy fuckstick lays it on me at the bar I fell like turning green, splitting my purple pants, grunting "Hulk smash!" and double axe handle-ing them into the pavement.
anyway, I'm cool now. :)
Cheers! m\/
I ran in to the IDS to get a soda to wait for the bus with. On the wau in I found 4 artsy hippy type girls all dancing badly around the fountain at the IDS. They all had ipods in their ears so I imagine it was some kind of synched up art/expression thing.
Did I mention they were dancing badly?I did? ok...
So yeah I am walking out, trying to mix hurrying to the bus stop with caution at getting around a gyrating hippychick when it happens...
This hairy armpitted, braided pigtail, barefoot, artist smacks right in to me. As I am pretty solid she did way more damage to herself than to me. I caught her from completely falling down but her ipod fell to the ground. I helped her up then took off for the bus.
and then, as if to add insult to the (non)injury....she threw up to fingers and said....wait for it..."Cheers, man!"
GOD I FUCKING HATE WHEN PEOPLE SAY "CHEERS"!
I have no rationale for it, no deep dark hidden reason, just everytime some yuppy fuckstick lays it on me at the bar I fell like turning green, splitting my purple pants, grunting "Hulk smash!" and double axe handle-ing them into the pavement.
anyway, I'm cool now. :)
Cheers! m\/