actually, it was a bit of a disappointment.
look who stole my fry! random run in!
larger than life!
figuring out what stripes and solids means
some heavy hitters were running the billiards table last night
a fight starts. this bro makes it clear he wants no photos taken
fights are weird when you outnumber the other dudes by about five people. and when you can't figure out why the dudes are still fighting. we didn't want to mob on them and it turned out to be a lot of pfc waiting around until one of the dudes attacked one of us again and then everyone who wasn't fighting worked security until one of the other dudes started fighting with another person and so on.
sick! i think right now's about the part where that anti-photo came up from behind me and knocked my camera out of my hand. "i told you to quit taking photos with that shit." it fell to the ground and now it's broken. thanks, bro! a person's camera is probably the last thing i would ever dream of breaking in a fight, and yet for this dude, mine was the thing that pissed him off the most even though i wasn't physically involved in the fight in any way. jocks are the worst. it must suck to be so stoked on all the wrong things in life. a bit later i found an avirex letterman's jacket hanging from a street sign. fuck yeah.