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ok. i havent entered in a while. but i have another long story to tell. about asshole cops and alcohol.
so tonite i went to the bruins (hockey) game with 4 friends. I got to Ian's house where everyone was waiting to go. I got there and people had been drinking a lil bit and ian had been drinking a lot. really really drunk. probably our first mistake was bringing him to the game, but i just wanted to go so i didnt really think about it. and it wasnt for another hours, so i figured that hed be a lil sober by then.
so so wrong
on the train he was sick a few times. and when we got into the garden he wasn't any better so one of my friends took him outside to sober up. the rest of us went up to the seats
after 5 minutes of the game a security guard came to our seats asking for 'pete and alex'. so me and alex went with him leaving our other friend sitting watching. i asked the guy if wed get back to the game eventually and and i quote, he says 'yeaa sure'.
we went into some crazy back rooms until we got to the 'operation room' where james and ian are sitting looking sad with lots of official looking people. they left and started askin me and alex questions. we hadnt been drinking so we said we hadnt.
first example of them being fucking dick heads. we gave them our home phone numbers. 'dont you even think about giving us a false number kid, you'll go straight to jail'
..ok..
what?! you think goin to jail is ok?!!
....
so they called our parents and then we all sat in the same room for a while silently as wed been told. the most official looking guy comes in
'HEY!. you think this is funny. spending a night in jail is not fucking funny kid'
a less official guy decides he needs to comment
'you guys play any sports at your school'..(before we can answer). Not any more, haha
other guy laughs and says 'ha you shoulda said DID you play any sports, haha'
ian is still very drunk and is trying to speak to them. i dont even no what he is trying to say so they jsut get pissed. So they take us all to another room where they sit with us and be assholes for a couple of hours before parents arrive
one guy. trying to scare ian says to another guy
'you no boston police station. i was down there today. theres a guy there. 'bubba' he was called. 19 year old kid. 6'9 330 pounds. he has a cell the size of that table (points to a counter, big enough to hold a computer and a telephone). and he has to share it. got no one to share it with (glares at ian). he refers to 'bubba' at least 6 more times
he also tried to tell us that he coached our schools football team in '1988 or 89 probably i dunno'
....
after about an hour a girl came in who had been getting angry when her firend was taken away for bein drunk. she, was fucking retarded. having been told to stand silently in the corner she asked 'can i ask you a a a really ligit question. please its a ligit question'. eventually the guy ses ok and he question is like 'why am i hear i didnt drink, just cus these guys are drunk, thats not my problem'. they tell her to shut up and she shouts back and they tell her to shut up again and she just has to have the last word so she shouts
'OH, I WILL!'
....
after a long silence she again tries to ask a 'legit question'
at the end of it all, my dad was just a lil worried about ians clear problem and the fact that hed had to drive to boston. and i was pissed with ian, the fact that i missed the game, security guards in general and fucking girls.
when the girl came in she came with a woman security guard who stayed for a while said to us 'even if she speaks to u dont say anything' and james who had been saying 'yes sir no sir thanks sir for the last few hours replies 'yes sir'
which made me laugh
yea so i think thats it. that is my story and i think it makes up for not entering for so long
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so tonite i went to the bruins (hockey) game with 4 friends. I got to Ian's house where everyone was waiting to go. I got there and people had been drinking a lil bit and ian had been drinking a lot. really really drunk. probably our first mistake was bringing him to the game, but i just wanted to go so i didnt really think about it. and it wasnt for another hours, so i figured that hed be a lil sober by then.
so so wrong
on the train he was sick a few times. and when we got into the garden he wasn't any better so one of my friends took him outside to sober up. the rest of us went up to the seats
after 5 minutes of the game a security guard came to our seats asking for 'pete and alex'. so me and alex went with him leaving our other friend sitting watching. i asked the guy if wed get back to the game eventually and and i quote, he says 'yeaa sure'.
we went into some crazy back rooms until we got to the 'operation room' where james and ian are sitting looking sad with lots of official looking people. they left and started askin me and alex questions. we hadnt been drinking so we said we hadnt.
first example of them being fucking dick heads. we gave them our home phone numbers. 'dont you even think about giving us a false number kid, you'll go straight to jail'
..ok..
what?! you think goin to jail is ok?!!
....
so they called our parents and then we all sat in the same room for a while silently as wed been told. the most official looking guy comes in
'HEY!. you think this is funny. spending a night in jail is not fucking funny kid'
a less official guy decides he needs to comment
'you guys play any sports at your school'..(before we can answer). Not any more, haha
other guy laughs and says 'ha you shoulda said DID you play any sports, haha'
ian is still very drunk and is trying to speak to them. i dont even no what he is trying to say so they jsut get pissed. So they take us all to another room where they sit with us and be assholes for a couple of hours before parents arrive
one guy. trying to scare ian says to another guy
'you no boston police station. i was down there today. theres a guy there. 'bubba' he was called. 19 year old kid. 6'9 330 pounds. he has a cell the size of that table (points to a counter, big enough to hold a computer and a telephone). and he has to share it. got no one to share it with (glares at ian). he refers to 'bubba' at least 6 more times
he also tried to tell us that he coached our schools football team in '1988 or 89 probably i dunno'
....
after about an hour a girl came in who had been getting angry when her firend was taken away for bein drunk. she, was fucking retarded. having been told to stand silently in the corner she asked 'can i ask you a a a really ligit question. please its a ligit question'. eventually the guy ses ok and he question is like 'why am i hear i didnt drink, just cus these guys are drunk, thats not my problem'. they tell her to shut up and she shouts back and they tell her to shut up again and she just has to have the last word so she shouts
'OH, I WILL!'
....
after a long silence she again tries to ask a 'legit question'
at the end of it all, my dad was just a lil worried about ians clear problem and the fact that hed had to drive to boston. and i was pissed with ian, the fact that i missed the game, security guards in general and fucking girls.
when the girl came in she came with a woman security guard who stayed for a while said to us 'even if she speaks to u dont say anything' and james who had been saying 'yes sir no sir thanks sir for the last few hours replies 'yes sir'
which made me laugh
yea so i think thats it. that is my story and i think it makes up for not entering for so long
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