A few weeks ago me and a few friends got stuck bringing another friend's little brother home. This friend, we'll call him Ramien, happens to be gay. I don't know him all that well, only having hung out with him a few times. I had never been to his house before, and I had never met any of his family previously to this event.
Ramien works at a sit-in pizza place. The deal was Ramien's little brother needed a ride home to change and then possibly a ride somewhere else afterwards, and Ramien couldn't do it because he was at work at said pizza place. So a the friends who I was tagging along with ended up being the ones who were in charge of bringing the kid home. So my two friends, Ramien's little brother and I all got in my friend's car and headed to Ramien's house. We arrived to a seemingly empty house and Ramien's little brother told us we could chill out in Ramien's room until he got a hold of his grandma to figure out if he needed a ride to this other place. So we go in there and of course in about two seconds I get bored, so I start getting obnoxious. I'm making gay jokes about Ramien that would make even the dirtiest of gay porn star's blush. Not only this, but I'm making them loudly. Very loudly.
After quite a while of this I look up and through Ramien's doorway I see a just awakened Grandma. Unknown to all of us, she had been in the room next to us the entire time, hearing disgusting gay jokes about her grandson for god knows how long.
I ran out of the house without making eye contact with her.
2 comments:
HAULIN' IT HARD
That fucken sucked. Are u some kind of a nigger? Only niggers talk in movies, i bet you were on your phone, fucken bullshit, i woulda lynched ur friends too! if only u didnt have your ex army friend there, ur other friend would have gotten a well taught lesson.
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