Sunday, June 13, 2004
PURE FUCKING INSANITY
So, we get invited to this party last night by these guys at the Jeanie Johnston who were apparently intrigued by our video camera. We decide to go...it might be fun. Turned out to be five guys playing foosball, one of which was asleep on the couch the entire time and a girl that they knew. She turned out to be the coolest one there and was actually wearing a red evening gown she had found on the side of the road on their way home from the bar.
Now, the party was kind of lame, though definitely not without its drama. On the way out, we realized that the guys inside had stolen a pack of cigarettes from us. Beth got pissed and decided that she needed to steal something from them that was of equal or greater value. There really wasn't anything there on the porch, so she grabbed a big glass jug and started walking away with it. The next thing we know, she's hit in the back by a wrench that one of these people apparently threw at her from the 3rd floor balcony. She drops the jug, which shatters all over the porch and then she falls down a flight of stairs...she could barely walk home. This morning, I seriously thought we were going to have to take her to the hospital because I thought her foot was broken. Luckily, it's probably just sprained and she had to ice it all day. We did take the wrench with us because 1) it is probably worth the half pack of cigarettes that was stolen; and 2) it is incriminating evidence.
If only my battery hadn't died on my camcorder by that point because this whole incident sure as hell would have been something worth capturing on film.
So, we get invited to this party last night by these guys at the Jeanie Johnston who were apparently intrigued by our video camera. We decide to go...it might be fun. Turned out to be five guys playing foosball, one of which was asleep on the couch the entire time and a girl that they knew. She turned out to be the coolest one there and was actually wearing a red evening gown she had found on the side of the road on their way home from the bar.
Now, the party was kind of lame, though definitely not without its drama. On the way out, we realized that the guys inside had stolen a pack of cigarettes from us. Beth got pissed and decided that she needed to steal something from them that was of equal or greater value. There really wasn't anything there on the porch, so she grabbed a big glass jug and started walking away with it. The next thing we know, she's hit in the back by a wrench that one of these people apparently threw at her from the 3rd floor balcony. She drops the jug, which shatters all over the porch and then she falls down a flight of stairs...she could barely walk home. This morning, I seriously thought we were going to have to take her to the hospital because I thought her foot was broken. Luckily, it's probably just sprained and she had to ice it all day. We did take the wrench with us because 1) it is probably worth the half pack of cigarettes that was stolen; and 2) it is incriminating evidence.
If only my battery hadn't died on my camcorder by that point because this whole incident sure as hell would have been something worth capturing on film.
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