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November 5, 2006
And I Got Claustrophobic
Too many short drunk girls complaining about me standing in front of them.
I don't give a fuck.
I don't care who you are or why you decided you needed to squeeze in front of me. You're just rude.
But you win. I left my choice spot three feet from the stage. I decided my empty pint glass should be refilled.
The second beer helped.
Blogging this helped.
I'll calm down in a bit.
[+] Posted by Sinner, who was transgressing at the time (November 5, 2006 12:15 AM) by revealing evil. [+]
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damn, and I am short : p
last night I was drunk.
I'm sorry I complained so loud... It's just anger that people felt entitled to the spot I hard worked so hard to get and to keep.
I had husbands asking me on behalf of their wives and then the last straw was the woman who literally squeezed around and then in front of me.
So yeah, by that point I was literally thinking "Fuck you all."
Sorry for venting.
As a rule, I dig all girls at all times.
"As a rule, I dig all girls at all times"
you'd better! ^_^
And if I don't? You gonna come over here and spank me or somethin'? ;)
Isn't it your job to do the spanking?
Of course, if you scratch my back... you know how it goes.
I just had to know what was behind your threat. ;)
I do prefer to do the spanking. So for example if you said that I couldn't spank you--that would have some gravity.
Are you telling me you like spankings?