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Actually, let me tell you about the day in general, because it was arguably the weirdest day of my entire life. So it started at about 12:20. My friend picked me up to help him shoot a movie for his scout troop about first aid and proper care and blah blah blah. So we get there, and it turns out I get to play a bunny-rabit, and I even get to dress up as one. Note that we're shooting this in a public park area, so I'm getting some of the weirdest looks from old people and kids who think that I'm the Easter Bunny. I also met some guy who was having a conversation with his dog, properly named "Bear."
So I get home, and my friend Cameron comes over and we drive around, get hopelessly lost, and go to a mall near my house. When we get there, it was deserted. I don't mean deserted in some sugar-coated "oh look, there's only a few people here!" sort of thing, I mean we walked into the main part of the mall and NO ONE WAS THERE AT ALL, and every store was closed. So we went to another mall by my house. We park by a Harris Teeter to see if our friend is working there (he's not) and walk to a Burger Joint nearby. Now, in the middle of my meal, I get the weirdest pain in my midsection, to the point where I can barely stand up. We walk back to his car, and we notice his a girl he knows. What should be noted about this is that my friend I was with lives in a city about 20-30 minutes away from me, and so does this girl. So, thus begins the most awkward goddamn conversation I've ever had. We drive home, and he goes home.
So then my friend Kyle calls me and tells me to come over. I do. It was about 10-ish when I got there because his neighborhood is the most impossible goddamn thing to navigate through. A few of my other good friends are here, including his sister Cathy, who's another good friend of mine. Cathy had a goldfish named Swimmy who lived for seven years, died, and has been in their freezer for about 3-5 years. We decide to put it to rest. So we walk to a wharehouse about 20 minutes away, sort of near a really cool 24/7 diner place. Our idea was to cremate it. We couldn't, because Cathy's lighter was out. So we go to Sheetes (thats the diner) to get a Lighter and FLAMMABLE Hairspray (note that it's flammable). We STILL CANT LIGHT THE DAMN THING ON FIRE, and when we finally do, the FLAMMABLE hairspray puts it out. So my friend gets really pissed and throws the fish into a nearby sewer. Then we walk to Sheetes, get some food, and meet this guy who tells us about how he stabbed some guy when he was in middle school.
Ok, final part. We're walking home (note that we have shovels, lighters, etc) when a big white pickup truck drives by with two teenagers who are obviously drunk out of their minds). They literally stop in the middle of the road (it's almost 1 am now) and say "hey, are you ****ers trick or treating?" We just ignore them, so they DRIVE ON THE SIDEWALK and yell "TRICK OR TREAT MOTHER****ERS." We proceeded to walk home mildly shaken.
And uh..then we got home and watched History Channel's special on vampires and fell asleep.
So I get home, and my friend Cameron comes over and we drive around, get hopelessly lost, and go to a mall near my house. When we get there, it was deserted. I don't mean deserted in some sugar-coated "oh look, there's only a few people here!" sort of thing, I mean we walked into the main part of the mall and NO ONE WAS THERE AT ALL, and every store was closed. So we went to another mall by my house. We park by a Harris Teeter to see if our friend is working there (he's not) and walk to a Burger Joint nearby. Now, in the middle of my meal, I get the weirdest pain in my midsection, to the point where I can barely stand up. We walk back to his car, and we notice his a girl he knows. What should be noted about this is that my friend I was with lives in a city about 20-30 minutes away from me, and so does this girl. So, thus begins the most awkward goddamn conversation I've ever had. We drive home, and he goes home.
So then my friend Kyle calls me and tells me to come over. I do. It was about 10-ish when I got there because his neighborhood is the most impossible goddamn thing to navigate through. A few of my other good friends are here, including his sister Cathy, who's another good friend of mine. Cathy had a goldfish named Swimmy who lived for seven years, died, and has been in their freezer for about 3-5 years. We decide to put it to rest. So we walk to a wharehouse about 20 minutes away, sort of near a really cool 24/7 diner place. Our idea was to cremate it. We couldn't, because Cathy's lighter was out. So we go to Sheetes (thats the diner) to get a Lighter and FLAMMABLE Hairspray (note that it's flammable). We STILL CANT LIGHT THE DAMN THING ON FIRE, and when we finally do, the FLAMMABLE hairspray puts it out. So my friend gets really pissed and throws the fish into a nearby sewer. Then we walk to Sheetes, get some food, and meet this guy who tells us about how he stabbed some guy when he was in middle school.
Ok, final part. We're walking home (note that we have shovels, lighters, etc) when a big white pickup truck drives by with two teenagers who are obviously drunk out of their minds). They literally stop in the middle of the road (it's almost 1 am now) and say "hey, are you ****ers trick or treating?" We just ignore them, so they DRIVE ON THE SIDEWALK and yell "TRICK OR TREAT MOTHER****ERS." We proceeded to walk home mildly shaken.
And uh..then we got home and watched History Channel's special on vampires and fell asleep.
