Okay, so the story is, there is this creepy dude who used to hang out with us (i.e. follow my friends around trying to be cool) who is like 23 and hits on 14 year olds. Anyways, a long time ago, he drove me out to a horse farm and laughed at me freaking out. SO I saw him today, grabbed my lighter, and bashed him in the head with it barely sticking out of my fist, as hard as I could. He now has 9 stitches, and he was bleeding a lot. I am so happy. And work was great! ^__^
 Tammpwn · Sat Jun 09, 2007 @ 08:58am · 2 Comments |
