Last night i was hanging out with some friends, and some dousche bags. Well, i've known one particular dousche bag since 10th grade and apparently he doesn't like me, because he's talking **** to everybody about me the whole time we're both there. Eventually somebody says something political, and apparently everybody who votes kerry is gay. So i bent over and said "**** me in the *** then, because that beats bush having another term in office. I would sooner vote for a block of wood than that jackhole."
Well, the 2 dousche bags who are friends with the main one just kinda watched in drunken amazement, but the main one started talkin **** immediately. Some of the chicks were talking about how dumb i was for hating bush, and some of them were saying they respected my opinion (the ones i'd discussed politics with before in depth)
It got kinda loud, so i loudly said something about why the hell can't anybody have an opinion or some junk like that and the guy i'd known since 10th grade proceeded to tell me what a stupid **** i was. (lots and lots of alcohol, i'm almost sure this isn't exactly how it happened but it's the best i can do)
So i decide to leave, and good riddance, and here in a minute my phone rings. It's one of the girls, she says they're gone and i should head back over. So i go back over, and they're still there, and i am just straight up like i don't want to get in a fight with 3 angry rednecks. So basically they try to convince me that this one chick hates me, which is absolutely ridiculous because she wouldn't have called and begged me to come back over if she didn't like being around me or something like that.
I wind up leaving, and basically everybody was either ready to hit something or cry. Mission Accomplished lol... oh, btw, all my friends left a little before the politics started up, or somebody would have a few black eyes about now. It isn't that they're talking **** about politics, it's that they're talking ****.
Well, the 2 dousche bags who are friends with the main one just kinda watched in drunken amazement, but the main one started talkin **** immediately. Some of the chicks were talking about how dumb i was for hating bush, and some of them were saying they respected my opinion (the ones i'd discussed politics with before in depth)
It got kinda loud, so i loudly said something about why the hell can't anybody have an opinion or some junk like that and the guy i'd known since 10th grade proceeded to tell me what a stupid **** i was. (lots and lots of alcohol, i'm almost sure this isn't exactly how it happened but it's the best i can do)
So i decide to leave, and good riddance, and here in a minute my phone rings. It's one of the girls, she says they're gone and i should head back over. So i go back over, and they're still there, and i am just straight up like i don't want to get in a fight with 3 angry rednecks. So basically they try to convince me that this one chick hates me, which is absolutely ridiculous because she wouldn't have called and begged me to come back over if she didn't like being around me or something like that.
I wind up leaving, and basically everybody was either ready to hit something or cry. Mission Accomplished lol... oh, btw, all my friends left a little before the politics started up, or somebody would have a few black eyes about now. It isn't that they're talking **** about politics, it's that they're talking ****.
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