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Wow...so after scaring 99% of the visitors of my blog away with the last item about nigga's I thought i'd scare the other 1% away with this lil story of what happend to me last weekend.
Fridays I was invited for a birthday party of a friend of mine. Lets call her 'Eef'. As usual I had no gift, I always give the gifts later after the birthday, I know tis sad, pathetic and just not nice...buuuuuut I tend to make it special gifts....anyways im drifting off. It was 10 pm and I was suppose to meet a friend of mine at the shoppingmall so she could show me the way, as I never been to Eef's place before. Even tho she explained me hundreds of times how easy and close to my place it was, I just didn't understand it. After we where on our way for like a minute we pulled over and she pointed at a huge appartment complex 'There it is!!'. I turned my head around and could still see my appartment from a distance. I mumbled with a geeky look on my face 'That close huh???'.
We rang the bell, the doors of the apartment hallway opened. 2 steps and a elevator ride later we arrived at the b'day party. Now this is where the fun starts. I've got something, some kind of magnet that attracts weird and freaky people into strange and freaky conversations. And trust me most of the times I'm not even drunk. Well ok maybe a few times ^^. So this guy came to me and said "Hey you look familiar, do I know you". I was like wtf.. "Yeah I have a familiar face, maybe you've seen me on the television". (Hah I like to be a sarcastic prick.) He says: "Yeah now that you say it, I think I do". (What the....) "Dude I'm just kidding" After a odd look he started to laugh. As I was watching the telly, to ignore this guy's stories, I heard some other guys talking about a fight they had a few weekends ago when they went out.
As they where talking one of them dropped the word gun. The guy who was talking to me suddenly jumped up from his chair and said "Hey if you want a gun, I can arrange one, but you better not get one, cus you might use it" WTF!!!! I was stunned, along with the rest of the people in the room. It seemed this guy was some kind of gangster. Did some jailtime too...I wanted to get the fook out. He then sat back in his chair and continued his conversation...with himself as the only thing left in that chair where I was suppose to be was a dusttrail of me catching the first elevator home.
The moral of this story? Next time get very drunk ^^|||112803431423293297|||Gangstaaaaah