My crazy past
So, I think we are overdue for a story from the pages of Carmen's crazy past...
When I graduated from high school, I made it my job (basically) to make new friends away from high school. I had a pretty crappy senior year due to my own doing. I made a lot of girls hate me and it was time to start fresh.
So, a girlfriend and I went down to the Annapolis docks and we met some guys that went to Annapolis Senior High School. We became friendly with them and through these guys we met more and more of their friends. For whatever reason, even though they were from Annapolis, they mostly hungout in Crofton. They probably made a lot of enemies in Annapolis and were branching out too. In fact, I'm pretty sure of it.
So, the Crofton Crew consisted of James, Gary, Rick, Rocky, Ryan, Chris, the occasional floozy and me. I was always better in an all guy setting and this was no exception. Of course, I usually had a girlfriend or two with me and she usually ended up dating one of the guys and I was in a very volatile, exciting, on and off relationship with Ryan. Ryan's the one I moved to Ohio to be with several years later.
Anyway, my girl, Kasey was dating Rocky, but before that she was dating this guy named Scott. The big hangout was James's house and Scott lived about 45 seconds down the road. So, one night, the perfect storm was brewing and weeks or dirty looks, threatening phone calls and just tons of talking shit finally exploded and Scott told Rocky to come and get him if he had the balls. Rocky definitely had the balls. About 6 boys and me piled into my little Mitsubishi Eclipse and we rolled on up to Scott's house. AMBUSH!!!!!
We didn't realize that Scott also had a house full of boys and they had baseball bats. The next thing I know most of my guys are running away, Ryan's fighting one guy and Rocky has like two guys beating on him and they have bats. Did I mention I was tripping on acid at the time??? Oh yeah, fun trip. I get ahold of the police, I guess I called 911 but who really knows?? They show up and take Rocky to the hospital. His appendix or spleen was about to burst. I can't remember which one. I just know that if we had waited a few minutes longer he would have been dead. They ended up arresting Scott for attempted murder and I was like the star witness in the trial. It was craziness.
I don't even think that was a weekend night. It was like a Thursday or something. hehehe. Scott ended up walking due to the inconsistent testimonies of his lying bastard friends and me being the only one to tell the truth, it just wasn't enough.
thankfully everyone lived to tell about it, but you sure do find out who your friends are when your being jumped by dudes with bats!!
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1 Comments:
>but you sure do find out who your friends are
>when your being jumped by dudes with bats!!
Its perhaps better to remain ignorant of who your friends are and not be jumped by dudes with bats, particularly since this was simply one group of dudes with bats and one group of dudes (and a dudette) too stupid to bring bats along with them!.
Just think of the headline:
Future Poker Blogger and Tournament Champion gets brains bonked out of her skull while on acid trip.
February 28, 2011
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