Come 'Ere Little Boy

And so I went to another bar mitzvah to once again witness one of my good friends get drunk. And even watch their most embarrassing moments on tape. Through the night we danced and yelled and even got high strung off of shirley temples and roy rodgsons. And me and my a.c stelle crew even got some challenges.

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Fighting is one of the most common things that we come across. It attracts the most attention and basically, whoever kicks the most ass is the least likely to be reckoned with. So, there we were, me, ellad, elior, and walker confronted by another gang of richies throwing fries and spoonfuls of water at us. I didn’t really care about the fries but the water riled me up. Ellad didn’t care what they were throwing but cared about if it was at him. He was wearing a $500 suit from his dad and he was about to kick their ass. And we were all ready to join him in our own little jihad.

Now theres many different approaches to what we could do.

We could’ve all went up to them and kick their asses right there, right in front of everybody. Bad thing is, their parents would be watching and the bouncers would kick us off. This is last resort when we got no damn patience left and we have some pretty big forks on our dining plates.

Or we could’ve told someone that they were throwing stuff at us. This is what parents always tell us to do. I don’t do it, and neither did we. We didn’t need a label that said 'gay' all over our foreheads.

Or we could’ve moved away from them and avoid them for the rest of the party. We still didn’t do it. And even if we did we wouldn’t have any more fun at the party. And that’s bullshit so of course we didn’t do that.

Im guessing that now your agitated and want me to say what we really did. Well......we went outside, riled them up with the finger, and went into a secluded area to see if they would follow. Turns out they wanted the action up their ass so they sat on the chairs all day. So what if we didn’t get some blood on our clothes, we still got them where we wanted. Forcing them to look like cowards when everyone saw us motioning them to bring it on and them just looking at each other with blank stares.

Ahhhh......the slight joys of life.

O yeah, and why was that clover leaf so damn small? Joking Gil, im joking..........and so it shall be