Some drunks kicked over my garbage can tonight. I ran outside in my socks and boxers (what else) to see what was going on. I ran down to the street and saw the can laying on it’s side. I looked and about 1/2 a block away were 4 people.
I grabbed the can and sprinted uphill towards them. When i was close enough i threw the can and hit this guy in the back. He turned around and i said “What the fuck are you thinking kicking over my garbage cans?” Then i realized maybe 2 drunk guys could beat me up seeing as i was only wearing socks and had just run uphill with a garbage can.
The guy backed down and said he didn’t do it even though i would think if he actually hadn’t he would have fussed more about me hitting him with a garbage can in the back.
My friend Lena sent me an old photo she had of me. I think I’m 16 in this photo. What a baby… Not anymore.. Gonna be 32 in 2 days.
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