He woulda been better off throwing a rock at a hornets nest
So, now for an angry rant
I got home from marching band today, after nine and a half (count em 7am-430pm) hour day, so i come home to find the house mobbed by the usual group playing airsoft, no big deal, i know a few of them, and they seem nice enough... wrongo... Okay Lets just say we pulled up the driveway, doing 10? I jumped out and landed on my feet, pissed off at what i already saw. Okay, I leave the Beast unlocked because I have about an eighth tank of gas left, and there is no reason to jump into there anyway (and my front tire is almost flat). Nick and one of his little buddies were in MY truck! Strike One. So i rip him a new one for going in my truck (he has NO reason AT ALL to go in there). So I turn to see a kid runnig around in my Dye Paintball and JT Masks. Screw cooling off a bit, i get pissed again, because not only was I not even called about the lending of the masks to lend (theyre a $90 and $50 piece of equipment, that hes promised hed call me before he even thinks of lending(Im personal about them, theyve saved me from a few facial damage shots , especially tthe Dye)) so add to that that they have taken liberties to take visors off said masks and fuck with MY gear set to MY preferences. Again bitchout, strike two with 3 right on its heels. My mini Malibu was lying on the ground flat not 10 feet from us. now first off id not do that, cause the skegs are still on, and i dont want to stress the rocker. And second, it WAS this morning anyway, leaning up against the pool fence in the shadow. ( the wax wont melt, and cause its salty and sandy, i want to see if a shower could cleanse it, and its cool enough to leave it out in the day and not worry about my wax melting...) I pick it up, and noticed a very interesting wax design, SOME LITTLE ASSHOLE'S ADIO FOOTPRINTS IN THE WAX! Now ive told these kids baisically that if the surfboard is touched ill provide them a vasectomy free of charge, and free of will, and that ive no problem with them using the backyard, just so long as they leave it's area alone so it dont get shot, hit, busticated, et cetera. They dont have 350 to reimburse me if theyu pooled their cash, these are a bunch of 7-8th grade kids. I baisically told the stragglers left, (there were three) that if they found their friend to tell them if they showed up id break them in two (the yard was trashed and they all left, UNCOOL, MUCH). SO as Nick is now trying to tell me he doesnt have my cell # (then dont fucking lend out my gear!) I notice the cherry on top of my anger, the pulleyu rope to the treehouse dad and i built back in 00, yeah it snapped. THE ROPE WAS 2.5 inch thick carpenters pulley rome, that shit dont break well! So now im fuuming, basically if nick looks at me wrong tonight I'm going to have to be hauled off in cuffs, cause I can take a fess up, and an I was wrong, but to bullshit me like he did, Oh, I wish it was just me and me sister right now. So thats It, Im fuming, and im going to dads tonight, great as if i wasnt stable enough right now...
thanks for reading.
~Chris
I got home from marching band today, after nine and a half (count em 7am-430pm) hour day, so i come home to find the house mobbed by the usual group playing airsoft, no big deal, i know a few of them, and they seem nice enough... wrongo... Okay Lets just say we pulled up the driveway, doing 10? I jumped out and landed on my feet, pissed off at what i already saw. Okay, I leave the Beast unlocked because I have about an eighth tank of gas left, and there is no reason to jump into there anyway (and my front tire is almost flat). Nick and one of his little buddies were in MY truck! Strike One. So i rip him a new one for going in my truck (he has NO reason AT ALL to go in there). So I turn to see a kid runnig around in my Dye Paintball and JT Masks. Screw cooling off a bit, i get pissed again, because not only was I not even called about the lending of the masks to lend (theyre a $90 and $50 piece of equipment, that hes promised hed call me before he even thinks of lending(Im personal about them, theyve saved me from a few facial damage shots , especially tthe Dye)) so add to that that they have taken liberties to take visors off said masks and fuck with MY gear set to MY preferences. Again bitchout, strike two with 3 right on its heels. My mini Malibu was lying on the ground flat not 10 feet from us. now first off id not do that, cause the skegs are still on, and i dont want to stress the rocker. And second, it WAS this morning anyway, leaning up against the pool fence in the shadow. ( the wax wont melt, and cause its salty and sandy, i want to see if a shower could cleanse it, and its cool enough to leave it out in the day and not worry about my wax melting...) I pick it up, and noticed a very interesting wax design, SOME LITTLE ASSHOLE'S ADIO FOOTPRINTS IN THE WAX! Now ive told these kids baisically that if the surfboard is touched ill provide them a vasectomy free of charge, and free of will, and that ive no problem with them using the backyard, just so long as they leave it's area alone so it dont get shot, hit, busticated, et cetera. They dont have 350 to reimburse me if theyu pooled their cash, these are a bunch of 7-8th grade kids. I baisically told the stragglers left, (there were three) that if they found their friend to tell them if they showed up id break them in two (the yard was trashed and they all left, UNCOOL, MUCH). SO as Nick is now trying to tell me he doesnt have my cell # (then dont fucking lend out my gear!) I notice the cherry on top of my anger, the pulleyu rope to the treehouse dad and i built back in 00, yeah it snapped. THE ROPE WAS 2.5 inch thick carpenters pulley rome, that shit dont break well! So now im fuuming, basically if nick looks at me wrong tonight I'm going to have to be hauled off in cuffs, cause I can take a fess up, and an I was wrong, but to bullshit me like he did, Oh, I wish it was just me and me sister right now. So thats It, Im fuming, and im going to dads tonight, great as if i wasnt stable enough right now...
thanks for reading.
~Chris