Is America the biggest gang in the world?
BEING A DRUNK LOSER
“Wow, they (he) just won the gold!”
“No, it was the semi final, your wrong, first time.”
Weird, we rarely talk other than hello.
“Something, something, something…” can’t recall the exact topic.
“Wrong again. That makes two times.”
Even stranger, I wasn’t talking to him.
“You know, I’m not sure what your comments are about, but let me assure you of this, I’m wrong often, so, I don’t understand why you need to keep a tally.”
“So and so, he’s not what he says he is, I’m what he claims to be, I know he’s not.”
“What are you talking about?”
“So and so, he’s nothing more than a technician, I’m a… he’s not.”
“Your point is?”
“You sometimes question things he says.”
“So..?”
I’m confused
“No, it was the semi final, your wrong, first time.”
Weird, we rarely talk other than hello.
“Something, something, something…” can’t recall the exact topic.
“Wrong again. That makes two times.”
Even stranger, I wasn’t talking to him.
“You know, I’m not sure what your comments are about, but let me assure you of this, I’m wrong often, so, I don’t understand why you need to keep a tally.”
“So and so, he’s not what he says he is, I’m what he claims to be, I know he’s not.”
“What are you talking about?”
“So and so, he’s nothing more than a technician, I’m a… he’s not.”
“Your point is?”
“You sometimes question things he says.”
“So..?”
I’m confused
“You started it?”
Dazed, it’s time for a moment of maturity
“You’re an idiot.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“Fuck off.”
“You fuck off.”
A few more volleys of fuck off and idiot are exchanged.
I gently touch his right shoulder.
“Don’t, fucking touch me.”
“Calm down.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Fuck.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“I’m not.”
“Don’t, fucking touch me.”
Drama
“What the fuck?”
“Don’t touch me.”
“I’m not.”
“Don’t touch me in here.”
“I’m not, but what if…”
“Outside it would be a different story.”
He walks outside
Upping the maturity… I follow
“Well, we’re outside, now what?”
“Fuck off idiot.”
I’m shoved. I press my nose close to his
“Now what, you said if we were outside, well?”
“Fuck off, idiot. Fuck off!”
“I don’t want to. Would you like to hit me?”
He brushes past me. A few steps later he turns
“You are nothing more than a drunk and a loser.”
He repeats it 3 times
I quickly review the last decade of my life… I’m not.
I think it would make a great t-shirt though.
Dazed, it’s time for a moment of maturity
“You’re an idiot.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“Fuck off.”
“You fuck off.”
A few more volleys of fuck off and idiot are exchanged.
I gently touch his right shoulder.
“Don’t, fucking touch me.”
“Calm down.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Fuck.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“I’m not.”
“Don’t, fucking touch me.”
Drama
“What the fuck?”
“Don’t touch me.”
“I’m not.”
“Don’t touch me in here.”
“I’m not, but what if…”
“Outside it would be a different story.”
He walks outside
Upping the maturity… I follow
“Well, we’re outside, now what?”
“Fuck off idiot.”
I’m shoved. I press my nose close to his
“Now what, you said if we were outside, well?”
“Fuck off, idiot. Fuck off!”
“I don’t want to. Would you like to hit me?”
He brushes past me. A few steps later he turns
“You are nothing more than a drunk and a loser.”
He repeats it 3 times
I quickly review the last decade of my life… I’m not.
I think it would make a great t-shirt though.
Final tally: I was wrong at least 3 times that night
Oh well, I will learn!
Oh well, I will learn!
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