| Date: 2005-04-06 11:43 p.m. Two girls just knocked on our door. When I answered, they realized I wasn't the person they were trying to find and said about as spastically as possible, "Is Julie here?" I told them no. Still high off of their recent cocaine binge, they said "Oh. Do you know where she lives?" Since I'm kind of an asshole (sometimes) to random strangers who annoy me, I told them that Julie lives on the third floor. They then yelled "OK!" and started running and giggling up to the third floor. I have no clue who Julie is or where she lives nor do I give a shit. What I do know is that if there were a parallel universe where hitting girls was acceptable, and I lived in that parallel universe, well, you know what I would’ve done next. |
