How I almost got beaten up by a group of girls (Part 2)
Okay, maybe the previous entry was a little too long. If you've actually read through the entire thing, I appreciate it and promise to punctuate long entries with graphs and pictures of tits in the future.

Okay, maybe that was too soon but why are you complaining? I, for one, do not mind looking at pre-crack-and-weight-loss-fueled-decline Lindsay Lohan's tits.
After things got calmer with me and girls deciding that I wasn't an evil women-pushing bastard and that they weren't completely insane bitches, I went back in and they stayed outside. After a much happier hour in the club, I went out to look for Jules and found her talking to some of the girls from the group. Angry Girl was talking to her and when I approached, she went away to talk to someone else. The mood was noticeable less hostile so I inquired around a little and found out that one of the anti-me girls knows Priya and she was pretty friendly without the whole me-bumrushing-her-friend thing bothering us. We actually managed to talk a bit and then I fou - Oh what? More pictures of tits?

Yeah, I figured this entry was getting too dry with text.
Anyway, here comes the good part. I found out from Jules afterwards that she chatted with Angry Girl for some time before I came out from the club. Some choice (paraphrased) excerpts from their conversation:
Angry Girl: You know, I'm strangely attracted to you.
Jules: ...Okay.
Angry Girl: There was this bastard in the club just now...(blablabalbab you already know what happened).
Jules: The one in the grey shirt?
Angry Girl: Yes.
Jules: That's my boyfriend.
Angry Girl: Oh.
Angry Girl: You should tell your boyfriend to learn Jujitsu, so I can fight him.
Jules: He knows Jujitsu.
Angry Girl: Oh.
Angry Girl: You know, if he wasn't such an asshole, I would propose a threesome with you two.
Jules: ...Okay.
Apparently when they saw me walking towards them, she buried her face in Jules' tits during a hug and nuh-uh, my fiesty little friend, those are mine. Looking at it objectively though, she's quite cute and knows Jujitsu? And she hates me?
Well, Shit.
But really, you can't make this shit up. I know I can't. I incur the wrath of a few girls because I knocked into one of them. We got into an argument and one of them was intensely angry at me. She turns out to be lesbian and fucking hits on my girlfriend. She even jokes about a threesome if not for me being such a heel. The whole thing is a raining scene short of a John Cusack film.
If you found this blog because you were searching for that evil (but hot) asshole who's the boyfriend of that girl you used her tits for pillows, Angry Girl, I'm always up to trade arm-bars and heel hooks. And it's alright, you're welcome to come without underwear, unlike Windy Groin.
4 Comments:
hey brah, can i be angry boy?
You may not, you will tap out just by getting stared at.
I cannot believe that I came back to comment about what an awesome rack Lindsay Lohan has.
Damn right.
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