My friend told me a story the other night and I was cracking up from here to the next millenium.
She and I both have long hair down to our asses. She was at a resturant waiting to be seated when a girl leaving the place opened the door and slammed it into my friend, and then copped some comment about my friend being drunk.
She waltzed out the door after this obviously retarted douche bag, and proceeded to vocally correct her about who had actually been drinking.
"I am sorry, but I have not been drinking. You slammed me with the door and knocked me over. I expect an apology because you hurt my arm."
The reply from the "Funny, stupid, drunk bitch" was classic...
[moronic snot] "Why don't you go cut your hair and get with the 90's." [/moronic snot]
Either this chick doesn't have a calander or she is a Britney Spears fan. Either way, makes me glad I have long hair, and that I didn't "get with the 90's".
Speaking of that.... what an unoriginal decade that was.
She and I both have long hair down to our asses. She was at a resturant waiting to be seated when a girl leaving the place opened the door and slammed it into my friend, and then copped some comment about my friend being drunk.
She waltzed out the door after this obviously retarted douche bag, and proceeded to vocally correct her about who had actually been drinking.
"I am sorry, but I have not been drinking. You slammed me with the door and knocked me over. I expect an apology because you hurt my arm."
The reply from the "Funny, stupid, drunk bitch" was classic...
[moronic snot] "Why don't you go cut your hair and get with the 90's." [/moronic snot]
Either this chick doesn't have a calander or she is a Britney Spears fan. Either way, makes me glad I have long hair, and that I didn't "get with the 90's".
Speaking of that.... what an unoriginal decade that was.
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