stabbing yourself, angry parents and red-necks
let me tell you about brenton (and my, but mostly brenton's) bad day:
ok, so yesterday brenton and i hung out. first we went to Noodles and Co. for dinner. nummy. Brenton showed me that at work he has stabbed himself in the hand with a knife while wearing a cevlar lined glove. so that was the first in a series of bad things that day.
After that we went back to his house and watched Dukes of Hazzard. We were sitting in his bed with the covers up to like, our waists, and his mom called him. When he came back, he said his mom thought i was like, jacking him off under the covers or something. it was pretty funny. Later when his dad got home, he asked him where some movie they had rented was, and if it was any good, and brenton told him. Now, to anyone, doesn't that sound like his dad was planning on watching it later? remember that.
When the movie was over, we decided to go to TC Buzz for a while to kill time and hang out and Brenton hadn't had any caffein all day, and if you knew his daily level of caffein intake, you would be in shock. So when we got there, there was some guy performing, so it was kinda loud in there. When we were waiting for our drinks, brenton's dad called him and asked him why he didn't take the earlier asked about movie back to FamVid. Because brenton thought he was gonna watch it. Apparently, he wasn't going to. So brenton's dad got all mad at him or some shit and brenton said "whatever" and put the phone back in his pocket. Well we got our coffee and brenton's mom called him so we went outside where it was more quiet. And since she didn't like that he said the word "whatever", she said he had to take me home and come home asap. And we had been at TC Buzz for like, 5 minutes! it was a bunch of bullshit.
So before we went straight to my house, there's this house at the end of my street that I had never seen someone come into or out of and they have a rather long driveway about 100 yards long or so, surounded by trees and whatnot. So we parked there to talk, because by this point, brenton was not a happy camper. it had basically been a really bad day for him. Everything going wrong. So he was moving around and accidentally honked the horn. but we thought whoever lived there was like, a hermit and would think that the honk came from the road or something. So we were talking (yes-talking) and we saw lights comming at us. A jeep. The guy got out of the car and knocked on brenton's window and was like, "What's going on here?" Brenton said nothing. And the guy said, in the most red-neck way possible, "C'mon buddy, there's better places to get a piece of tail then in someone's driveway, pal." So then brenton said ok, and appologized and i was trying so hard not to burst up laughing. Once his window was up, i was laughing so hard...it was great. Brenton didn't find it as funny tho. So then we left and as soon as we pulled into my driveway, my dad pulled in. And rolled down his window and was like "busted" and i told him we just got there, but he didn't believe me. w/e. i personally think the whole thing was hilarious! Oh well. So that was our night that everything went wrong.
What made you so scared? Maybe you're mistaken for someone who cares. If you remember, remember, I've been trying to get back to the center.
^listen to circa survive
ok, so yesterday brenton and i hung out. first we went to Noodles and Co. for dinner. nummy. Brenton showed me that at work he has stabbed himself in the hand with a knife while wearing a cevlar lined glove. so that was the first in a series of bad things that day.
After that we went back to his house and watched Dukes of Hazzard. We were sitting in his bed with the covers up to like, our waists, and his mom called him. When he came back, he said his mom thought i was like, jacking him off under the covers or something. it was pretty funny. Later when his dad got home, he asked him where some movie they had rented was, and if it was any good, and brenton told him. Now, to anyone, doesn't that sound like his dad was planning on watching it later? remember that.
When the movie was over, we decided to go to TC Buzz for a while to kill time and hang out and Brenton hadn't had any caffein all day, and if you knew his daily level of caffein intake, you would be in shock. So when we got there, there was some guy performing, so it was kinda loud in there. When we were waiting for our drinks, brenton's dad called him and asked him why he didn't take the earlier asked about movie back to FamVid. Because brenton thought he was gonna watch it. Apparently, he wasn't going to. So brenton's dad got all mad at him or some shit and brenton said "whatever" and put the phone back in his pocket. Well we got our coffee and brenton's mom called him so we went outside where it was more quiet. And since she didn't like that he said the word "whatever", she said he had to take me home and come home asap. And we had been at TC Buzz for like, 5 minutes! it was a bunch of bullshit.
So before we went straight to my house, there's this house at the end of my street that I had never seen someone come into or out of and they have a rather long driveway about 100 yards long or so, surounded by trees and whatnot. So we parked there to talk, because by this point, brenton was not a happy camper. it had basically been a really bad day for him. Everything going wrong. So he was moving around and accidentally honked the horn. but we thought whoever lived there was like, a hermit and would think that the honk came from the road or something. So we were talking (yes-talking) and we saw lights comming at us. A jeep. The guy got out of the car and knocked on brenton's window and was like, "What's going on here?" Brenton said nothing. And the guy said, in the most red-neck way possible, "C'mon buddy, there's better places to get a piece of tail then in someone's driveway, pal." So then brenton said ok, and appologized and i was trying so hard not to burst up laughing. Once his window was up, i was laughing so hard...it was great. Brenton didn't find it as funny tho. So then we left and as soon as we pulled into my driveway, my dad pulled in. And rolled down his window and was like "busted" and i told him we just got there, but he didn't believe me. w/e. i personally think the whole thing was hilarious! Oh well. So that was our night that everything went wrong.
What made you so scared? Maybe you're mistaken for someone who cares. If you remember, remember, I've been trying to get back to the center.
^listen to circa survive