I threw the fuck up at the punk rock show!
Yesterday was a shit day, with a fucking awesome end, I started out driving Rob up to Levin, every moronic woman on the planet was out, driving slowly in the right hand lane (on motorways) not overtaking traffic, seemingly oblivious to the fact that they’ve created a dam of traffic behind them. Whats with that? and the Toyota Prius (sp?) I was unfortunate enough to follow from Otaki until about Ohau drove at a steady 80km along state highway one, making sure to speed up to 120 every time we came to a passing lane. You may be saving the planet with low emissions, but your still a fucking dick.
Driving South wasn’t bad, except for getting stuck in Coastland’s (Paraparaumu) because Riki thought going to the woolworths there would be worthwhile, instead I got to put up with suicidal pram pushing kamikaze mom’s, twats in beemers, and hipster kid’s, who’s parents obviously didn’t teach them this simple equation in the case of a crash.
Car > Human.
All of this was great though, a little frustrating, but it would go away as soon as I got back to my flat, for the neighbors wanted round two. The mother of that family next door, accused me, my flatmates, and my friends of defecating on her garage door, I explained that none of us had done that, and we hadn’t had friends around in a while, she went mental, calling me a “fat pig, fuck this fuck that, its your fucking friends, someone told me they saw you, your an idiot, I’ll beat you up, I’m calling your landlord, don’t ever park in-front of our house”.
The kettle inside my head boiled over and I lost it “Oi lady, nobody speaks to me like that” (by this point the neighborhood had all come out to the street to watch the theatre on hand) “If you want to talk to me, you do it like a grown up, go fuck yourself” and with that, I walked inside, Sarah had come out to see what the fuss was (she thought I was arguing with my mother) and she starting copping a verbal, Jase came out to the rescue and out shouted her, by this point I had called the police and told them some woman was going ape-shit, the entire street was watching (the builders across the street where drinking beer and laughing)
So now there’s a police report stating that we are accused of pooing on there Garage, and the mother of that family is a total nut job.
Anyways, to get to heaven, you must view hell, and if that was my hell, my heaven would be the impending NOFX concert…
Our neighbour is nuts, to the point it scares me.
I think they’re primo
Next time something happens ill hid us with a smoke screen from the diseasel… or a smokey burnout on the bike… ahhh the possibilities!!
I liked the way the old man scoped us out when he got home.
Fucking nutjobs.