Scary Shit

A few weekends ago my roomate and his sister decided to throw a party at our house for thier birthdays. Luckily for us a newly created Frat decided to foot the bill for all the alcohol. I think we ended up with two kegs and around fifteen gallons of jungle juice. You'd think with that combination nothing could go wrong.

Well sure enough at about 2 am some gay guy tries to kiss me. The fucker actually grabbed my face and tried to pull me to him. Now, because I'm a nonviolent person I didn't karate chop him but pushed him away instead.

It gets even worse, later the fucker actually jumps into my bed while I'm chatting it up in my living room and starts asking for me. At this point I'm really fucking scared. I planned on sleeping under my porch when my roomates girlfriend coaxed his ass out of my room and into our basement.

I ended up shoving a chair under my door knob in hopes that he wouldn't try and sneak in later. In reflection I'm actually kind of flattered, I've never had a guy try and bone me before.

The only really cool thing I can remember is some bitch calling me, "The most arrogant, egotisical, asshole shes ever met" right before she left. That by far is the best fucking compliment I've ever had. I don't even remember what I said to piss her off. I now have a new mission though, bone this chick. The best part, shes not even good looking.

Compliments own.