dababydroman
Well-Known Member
i have a really bad neck cramp wth do i do? this seems to be a common accurance wtf! can i live?
Don't know if you read but our little Chevy aka Daewoo just got 200k miles.
Sonos is about the coolest thing ever (if you like streaming media).
EDIT: Nice pun.
ace with that BB gun.It's an old building and I notice it comes up where the floor meets the exterior walls and also up the enclosed stairway to my place.
This guy is a real piece of cake. He's been telling me stories, half the time when he's been drinking, about how he's been involved with a "family" organization and has been for the last 11 years and how he's trapped and hasn't had any real friends, boo hoo hoo hoo! Crying how I'm the only real friend he has, and I've only know the guy 2 months. He's like that clingy chic from the bar who tells you they love you on day 2. Then he lies to me and tells me that he got laid off from his job, only to learn that his doctor took him off work after he almost started up a concrete batch machine with 2 guys in it doing cleaning. The guys in the same type of boat as me, only much further back, and he knows it, yet he looks me in the eye and lies. And how do I know this? Because his wife told my wife, who she asked not to tell him that she told.
Ok, here's the kicker. Last week, while sitting around the fire, everyone drinking, except me, and while his wife had stepped away, he goes inside and comes out with a gun in his hand. He puts it in the back of his pants, sits at the fire and starts with this sob story about how worthless he is and blaming his wife for the death of his 10 yr old son in a car accident. My wife and I are there wide eyed, looking at each other wondering what the fack!. I'm eyeballing the metal poker we use for the fire at my feet just waiting to see what he does. My wife is trying to console him and asking him to give her the gun (my wife grew up with a lot of shady people in her life) with him replying, "this isn't the BB gun little girl". Soon his wife comes back out and I made a gun symbol with my hand to let her know and she nods her head and sits next to him. Eventually, like many drunks do, he gets all emotional, stands up and falls over a bunch of lawn furniture. That's when we got up and left for the evening. Later on my wife went outside to straighten out and stepped on the gun he had, which must have fallen out with his flailing, and brings it in. Turns out it's a BB gun and it's still sitting in my place. I haven't spoken to him since.