pickle keeper
Mortal
This happened today, right after I read this thread and wondered how all this shit happens to people.
So my dads getting remarried in Atlantic City, and we're there with all of the family, everything goes well, so now we're leaving and I'm in charge lf carrying the boquet and a bag that says "love" on the side. As we are leaving I get seperated from the pack, and I end up alone on the boardwal with these things. So I'm standing there in my suit holding this stuff when these 4 drunks from the south start giving me shit for getting stood up. I don't say much, there clearly hammered, the two that did the most talking looked like a redneck fabio, no shirt and all, and the other was like an uglier Rosie o'donnel. They keep mumbling what I assume are insults when a bunch old women come to my aid, proceeding to call me adorable and shaming the rednecks. While this is going on, I slide away unnotticed. I'm pretty sure there was a fistfight over it.
So my dads getting remarried in Atlantic City, and we're there with all of the family, everything goes well, so now we're leaving and I'm in charge lf carrying the boquet and a bag that says "love" on the side. As we are leaving I get seperated from the pack, and I end up alone on the boardwal with these things. So I'm standing there in my suit holding this stuff when these 4 drunks from the south start giving me shit for getting stood up. I don't say much, there clearly hammered, the two that did the most talking looked like a redneck fabio, no shirt and all, and the other was like an uglier Rosie o'donnel. They keep mumbling what I assume are insults when a bunch old women come to my aid, proceeding to call me adorable and shaming the rednecks. While this is going on, I slide away unnotticed. I'm pretty sure there was a fistfight over it.