It has been a strange week, first the thing with my family then last night, I was lying on the couch listening to Ween All Request Live dozing off and shit.
I remembered Kitty-Me Maw was still outside. So I figured before I fall asleep I should try and get her to come in. I then opened the door and what do I see?
This dude was on my porch trying to walk off with my old roommates bike. I mean I didnt hear anything cause of the stereo I just randomly opened the door to call the kitty and there he was.
I confronted this dude and said things like "Dude that's not your bike" and put that shit back dude He claimed I had stolen it from his little girl, and then he said she left it in the yard and he came to get it. I repeated "Dude that's not your bike", "put that shit back and get the fuck out!" during the confrontation I had grabbed the nine iron that conveniently sits by the door at all times. He kind of stared at me for a second then laid the bike down, turned around and walked off. I walked out in the yard and watched him walk down the street till he disappeared.
Walking back towards the house I felt a little free for some reason. Then it dawned on me, I had not put any clothes on to let the cat in and had been naked the whole time.
Naked on the porch with the light on and a golf club in my hand.
I can not imagine what the neighbors that got home thought while I was cussing at that dude out.
Oh jeezuz.
I remembered Kitty-Me Maw was still outside. So I figured before I fall asleep I should try and get her to come in. I then opened the door and what do I see?
This dude was on my porch trying to walk off with my old roommates bike. I mean I didnt hear anything cause of the stereo I just randomly opened the door to call the kitty and there he was.
I confronted this dude and said things like "Dude that's not your bike" and put that shit back dude He claimed I had stolen it from his little girl, and then he said she left it in the yard and he came to get it. I repeated "Dude that's not your bike", "put that shit back and get the fuck out!" during the confrontation I had grabbed the nine iron that conveniently sits by the door at all times. He kind of stared at me for a second then laid the bike down, turned around and walked off. I walked out in the yard and watched him walk down the street till he disappeared.
Walking back towards the house I felt a little free for some reason. Then it dawned on me, I had not put any clothes on to let the cat in and had been naked the whole time.
Naked on the porch with the light on and a golf club in my hand.
I can not imagine what the neighbors that got home thought while I was cussing at that dude out.
Oh jeezuz.
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medeia:
european enthusiasm is almost nothing compared to the brazilian soccer fans!!!
minx:
Thanks for the comment on my set!<333