How come every time my friends want to do something they always want me to come to there house or whatever where I'm the one who has to fucking get in the car and do all the damn driving. Sunday I told a friend that I would help run him thru the rules of my friday night game bacause he was going to join. Well Sunday comes and the jackass thinks I should come over to his house. Keep in mind that this would involve me packing up a large bag of books and whatnot. All his sorry ass had to bring was himself and maybe a few dice. OK, now I feel better! Thanks for listening.
Comments (4)
Oh man, I hear ya! What the hell are people thinking?! Please, please tell me you made him get in the car and come to your place. Please!
Posted by Scott | November 15, 2005 9:55 PM
Posted on November 15, 2005 21:55
I left it up to him to come over if he wanted and he never got back w/ me. So it was his loss.
Posted by Erik | November 16, 2005 5:21 PM
Posted on November 16, 2005 17:21
what an ass
Posted by mal | November 16, 2005 5:42 PM
Posted on November 16, 2005 17:42
yea, what an ass...
Posted by Cher | November 17, 2005 7:34 AM
Posted on November 17, 2005 07:34