I'd spend all night and I'd lose my mind...
Craazy last few days.....
I set our scene at the Black Beer Saloon, a bar in Norwalk not far from my friend Jaimee's apartment thus making it the perfect place to crash afterwards. Amanda, Olivia and I enter the bar and meet up with three crazy punk guys. Punk Boy Number One, who's name I was unable to remember, takes an immediate liking to me as we are wearing similiar outfits.
Punk boy: We're going to hook you up tonight. Which girl do you want. Tell me which one you want and I'll get her for you.
Me: I don't like girls.
Punk boy: You like my girl?? :::points to girl who's face his been intermittantly eating:::
Me: No, I DON'T LIKE GIRLS!
Punk Boy: That's awesome! I'm not gay, but fuckin' homophobia, that shit makes me so mad.
Me: That's good.
Punk Boy: No really. I mean, I'm straight, completely :::slurs completely::: but my uncle is gay....and I fuckin' love gay people. Give me a hug.
:::::I am trapped in cute drunk punk boy hug. A girl, who the boys may or may not have known before that night walks by::::
Punk Boy to random girl: Do you think this kid is cute :::points to me:::
Random Girl: Hell yeah.
Punk boy: He's gay.
Random Girl: That's a shame. Can I take you guys's picture? :::We pose for picture:::
Punk boy again focused on me: Give me a kiss. Right here ::::points to his cheek::::
Me: ......
Punk boy not detered: Come on, really. Right here! ::::I shrug and kiss him::::
The rest of the evening followed that theme. Jaimee arrived about an hour later and at that point my punk fan club was laying on the sidewalk in front of the bar. The girl who's face he was eating took him home, I was told, a few minutes after that.
All of this would not have been nearly as amusing if all of the boys had not been massively attractive.