Goodfellas, wiseguys
"You know, we always called each other goodfellas. Like, you'd say to somebody: "You're gonna like this guy; he's all right. He's a goodfella. He's one of us." You understand? We were goodfellas, wiseguys." - Goodfellas
So Yeah i was watching Goodfellas yesterday. I was in a really bummy mood, i didn't feel like doing anything so i decided that i would stay inside and watch movie and listen to music all day, i didn't even want to answer my phone.
My phone. Ringing all day long. 8 of 10 times it was my friend Bob. I let it ring. I'll get it tomorrow. So around 9pm, the doorbell rings and it's Bob. The bastard has been calling me all day and now he is at my door.
"Hey, whatca doing I've been trying to get ahold of you all day" -Bob
"Yeah i know, I don't feel like doing anything today, i was going to call you back tomorrow, whats up?" -me
"Not here, Come with me" -bob
"Come with you where and for what?" -me
"Just come with me, um well drive around for a bit, i need to talk to you" -bob
"Wait why do i have to get in your car to talk to you? We can talk right here just fine" -me
"No just come with me"-bob
So i buckle and get my jacket and get in Bob's car. So we drive around for about 5mins with very little being said. I'm really getting weirded out, what the hell is going on?
"So Bob what is it you wanted to talk about"-me
"Oh umm i'll get to that, but first i wanted to show you my new speakers"-bob
"yeah sounds good"-me
awkward silence again
"Oh yeah i was also going to ask you if i could borrow your Stabbing Westward CD"-bob
"Ummm yeah sure, is that what you wanted then? MY Stabbing Westward CD?"-me
"Well there is this other thing we got to talk about, but i need to talk about these other things before that thing."-bob
"Ok bitch either fucking wack me or i swear i'll wack you first, you sound like a fuckin Gangster"
"Shit sorry man, i just wanted to ask you about this one thing"-bob
"What is this one thing, why don't you ask it aready you crazy bastard, whats with all this fuckin secretive talk, out with it"-me
"I wanted to know if you have any porn and if you do can i borrow it?-bob
awkward silence
"Thats it? that's what this whole stupid thing is about. So wait you couldn't talk about this at my house, you had to drive around for 20mins before you could ask me for a porn?"-me
"uhh yeah"-bob
"You crazy fucking weirdo, you were freaking me out, I thought you were going to tell me, you were going to get your hands ripped off for some gambling debts, or that you were addicted to crack or some weird crazy shit. All you want is a porno"-me
"uhhh yeah" -bob
"Well then drive back to my house, damnit bob, i thought you were going to wack me, i just watched GoodFellas and all too."
So Yeah i was watching Goodfellas yesterday. I was in a really bummy mood, i didn't feel like doing anything so i decided that i would stay inside and watch movie and listen to music all day, i didn't even want to answer my phone.
My phone. Ringing all day long. 8 of 10 times it was my friend Bob. I let it ring. I'll get it tomorrow. So around 9pm, the doorbell rings and it's Bob. The bastard has been calling me all day and now he is at my door.
"Hey, whatca doing I've been trying to get ahold of you all day" -Bob
"Yeah i know, I don't feel like doing anything today, i was going to call you back tomorrow, whats up?" -me
"Not here, Come with me" -bob
"Come with you where and for what?" -me
"Just come with me, um well drive around for a bit, i need to talk to you" -bob
"Wait why do i have to get in your car to talk to you? We can talk right here just fine" -me
"No just come with me"-bob
So i buckle and get my jacket and get in Bob's car. So we drive around for about 5mins with very little being said. I'm really getting weirded out, what the hell is going on?
"So Bob what is it you wanted to talk about"-me
"Oh umm i'll get to that, but first i wanted to show you my new speakers"-bob
"yeah sounds good"-me
awkward silence again
"Oh yeah i was also going to ask you if i could borrow your Stabbing Westward CD"-bob
"Ummm yeah sure, is that what you wanted then? MY Stabbing Westward CD?"-me
"Well there is this other thing we got to talk about, but i need to talk about these other things before that thing."-bob
"Ok bitch either fucking wack me or i swear i'll wack you first, you sound like a fuckin Gangster"
"Shit sorry man, i just wanted to ask you about this one thing"-bob
"What is this one thing, why don't you ask it aready you crazy bastard, whats with all this fuckin secretive talk, out with it"-me
"I wanted to know if you have any porn and if you do can i borrow it?-bob
awkward silence
"Thats it? that's what this whole stupid thing is about. So wait you couldn't talk about this at my house, you had to drive around for 20mins before you could ask me for a porn?"-me
"uhh yeah"-bob
"You crazy fucking weirdo, you were freaking me out, I thought you were going to tell me, you were going to get your hands ripped off for some gambling debts, or that you were addicted to crack or some weird crazy shit. All you want is a porno"-me
"uhhh yeah" -bob
"Well then drive back to my house, damnit bob, i thought you were going to wack me, i just watched GoodFellas and all too."