ok, so my girlfriend (hot, gun toting republican chick) made me get my tired ass up early to go to a work/office gathering at her new job. i was out celebrating last night, i bought an HK 94 for my birthday only hours before (don't worry, it wasn't next to me at the bar). so was a little beat up this morning.
anyway, she introduced me to some of the office geeks. i started talking to this girl that works directly with my woman. we were having a good 'ol time. i mentioned that i was tired from my night of "legendary" drinking and something about 'illnesses' came up. i told her how sad it was that charlton heston has syptoms of old dudes' disease, & that i caught his video he released about it as i stumbled in the door at 3am.
her eyes got the size of fiestien's medicine cabnet; "CHARLTON HESTON!?!?!" she says.
me: "yea, poor man, but he's going out with great dignity-like a hero! i not afraid to say that i have a framed autographed pic of him in my living room."
leftist vampire: "you have a picture of him?!? I'M soooooo not about guns!! he's a horrible man."
she went on to mock him. at this point i realized this was a dream come true, i was gonna give this rampid rosie chrony an education. well my girl caught on to this, and gave me the -'you're never gonna get laid EVER again if you say one word!'-look.
the silence was a little uncomfortable, my girl tried to make light by saying that i collect firearms, & that's why his viens are buldging about the heston comments. the vicious little tipper gore-beast of a BEEEEOOOTCH just glared and left the room that was full of people. she sat by herself in the lobby. she WOULD NOT come back in. so needless to say, i was not literally told to leave but...
she was siting in the lobby as i walked out. i was being escorted by the woman, so i couldn't say a word. it was painful!!! i couldn't say a damn word...that sucks!!!
welp, thanks for hearing my gripe. time to go run naked thru the house with my new HK again.
YIP YAAAAAAAW