wtf!
so i'm sitting at connies enjoying my beer when i get a call from my boy. he says yo i need to meet you at the side door. so i do and he is covered in blood. seems that my boy sean and marc got jumped by like 12 dudes in philly at finnegans wake. now what pisses me off is a. i wasn't there to help. and b. these dudes said they were comming up to connies to "finish it" and they never showed. fucking pussies. it would've been a whole different story had these dude been at connies. man i'm fucking livid. i love my friends. and it seems somehow that i'm hardly there to support them when they need it. i feel down on myself even though there was nothing i could possibly do. i'm still pissed. sean has the one dudes cell phone though. if we find this dude he's fucked. seriously fucked. good news is, i heard marc took out about 4 of the 12. fuck this night. fuck everything about it. why wasn't i in philly. fucking bitches can't fight one on one. i can't wait to even the score. mother fuckers.