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I
have nothing to say at all. But I am going to rant
on stuff just so you will have something to read.
Because if not you will yell at me for not
updating. You see I have had a horrible week
because my Dolphins
lost. I have had pretty good success with women in
the last few weeks, so you'd think I'd be happy but I am
just depressed. Every time I think something's
going well, I realize how much the Dolphins suck and I
get depressed. Also, every time I hang out with
some girl I like something is always wrong and I realize
I am doomed to a life time of random hook ups until I
get old fat and ugly then I will die alone.
Bah. I just ate a two pound steak. I really
should eat steak competitively, I would be fantastic at
it. Let's see... what else.... I have stopped
listening to any underground music. All I ever
listen to is top 40 rap. I'm really happy with
once hated Nelly and R Kelly. 50 and Snoop are
rocking me, and everything Pharrell
touches is fantastic. I think he should produce
the next Gaskets
album. Can anyone make t hat happen?
I'd appreciate it. So yeah, I went 12-4 last
week in my football pics. I should have gone 14-2
but for some reason I picked the Raiders to win when I
really thought they would lose. Whatever, no big
deal. I am still picking better than most NFL
experts. Check out my picks
this week. Okay, what else, hmm... I am
hanging out with this rad waitress tonight, that kinda
rules. But I have a few hours to kill before
then. So I should tell you a story or
something.
When
I was like 16 years old, I was at this punk show.
It was in a pretty bad neighborhood in DC and some drug
dealers robbed this punk kid. A bunch of knuckle
head skins found out, and instead of fighting with the
punks like they normally do, they just started hassling
all the Jamaican kids who hung out around the bar and
sold weed to the white kids. Anyway the show had
ended and I was standing outside talking to this cute
girl. Now this was a rarity because when I was 16
I was fat and got no chicks. Also, punk rock
wasn't nearly as hip, so none of us really got any
girls. The point is, I was all excited to be
talking to this girl, when a huge fight erupts all
around me. It was skinheads vs Jamaican drug
dealers. It was pretty insane. Bottles were
flying everywhere people were screaming and running
around. I had never really seen anything like it
on this magnitude. I just stood there watching
trying to not get involved. Suddenly I heard this
screech and I turned around and I saw some punk kid fly
out from under a car. He got run over and he just
popped out the back. He was propelled into the
air. It was pretty fucked up. Then
their was this stand off between this little black kid
and like 5 big ass skins. He had a 40oz bottle in
his hand and was holding off the skins with it. He
just threw the bottle and started running. He
missed completely and the skins caught up to him.
They just stomped him down kicking him in the face and
chest and stomping on all his parts. It was one of
the most brutal things, no, the most brutal things I
have ever seen. The skinheads were chased away by
some locals with baseball bats. The locals picked
up the kid, but he was bleeding everywhere out of his
face, and when they picked him up by his arm it looked
like it was broken in 5 places. They just put him
down and he collapsed in a huge puddle of his own
blood. I got the fuck out of there walked a few
blocks to my car and drove home. On the way to my
car, some locals threatened me with bats but I explained
to them I had nothing to do with the fight and they let
me go. As I was driving home, about 10 min after
this kid was beaten, I finally heard some sirens.
Unfortunately they were too late, and I found out later
the kid died in the hospital. Yeah, it
was fucked up, and not a week goes by that I don't think
about it. The end.
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