On Belay!

its been a long day

I was minding my own business, windows rolled up and blasting some music while waiting for the light to turn. These two guys, probably 18-19 or come up next to me in their souped up V6 Mustang, wearing fitted caps and blasting Lil Wayne, trying to bob their heads to the beat but failing miserably. Then as the light turns green the little fucker threw Monster can onto the hood of my truck. My morning already started badly so I blew past them, drove about 10 mph under the speed limit with my finger out the window for them to realize not to fuck with me. I decided to pull into the parking lot and they continued to follow me. Right when we stopped they jumped out of their car, so I followed. Now I’m a fairly big guy, not super jacked, but I’d like to say being 6’5 alone is helpful enough and climbing and rugby has done a good job with me. The kid that threw a can told me to fuck off and that I shouldn’t mess with them. I took a step forward. Then there was a “Hey man!” and a “Fuck this shit” and jumping into the car.

Then I proceeded to go into the supermarket and buy a tub of ice cream and nail polish remover. For my neighbor of course

afarewelltoarms:

‘Cause death don’t wait for no one