Massholes.
Lol seriously.... I go to this kid Ian's alcoholic gathering in New Bedford whom by the way I was seeing for like 2 weeks and let me say he is the angriest drunk I ever met! Ok first of all we were playing around boxing and he really hit me in the nose! It didn't hurt but still he really hit me! Thennnn he hit me again in my stomach and drug me around by my feet lol(picture that) and so i get up and i act like im going to hit him in the balls and he starts tweaking right the fuck out, going off on a tanget and saying some shit so the rest of the guys were like " calm down,she's not a dude!" oh my god! I felt like I was on an episdoe of Maury Povich. So for the rest of the night I clung to my friend Greg who I like to call Horhay. So when it was time to go to sleep because Horhay couldnt bring me home ...this kid fucking shafts us! No place to sleep, no blankets i was like woww..... PYSCHO! So me and Horhay slept in his mothers Yoga Room(she teaches yoga at the house and there is a seperate loft upstairs for it) so yeah we slept there with one blanket and no heat...I was like hi, is my name shanaynay becuase im pretty sure i feel like a person in the projects sleepin on the floor because i sold my matress for crack!! Yeah an interesting night to say the least. Even this morning he was being a dick i was like "Whats with the attitude?I'm gonna have to pop you like its hott." haha i thought it was funny. But yeah Masshole is the word to sum up this story.Except for Greg..i love him! We bonded because we were shafted together... in a yoga room. This is so out of a movie. Lol i love my life.