Alpha Delta Douchebag
You read that right. I told Brian I was going to use it because it cracked me up when he said it.
Brenna and I went to the lake with our friend Brian on Saturday. He had to go to work so we weren't able to stay very long... about an hour and 45 minutes. Anyhow, shortly after we got there this group of, what could only be Frat boys and their possy of sorority hoes, showed up. They started pissing us off by kicking a soccar ball around in the sand where we were sitting, not the smartest move ever made. Finally one of the girls told them to go play in the grass so they didn't kick sand on people because that would be rude. We continued to sit where we were and talk to each other while getting some sun and they pretty much stayed over where they were making rude comments back and forth and drinking beer.
Now please tell me, is it not common knowledge that when you go to State owned property alcoholic beverages are illegal? I've known my whole life that Jordan Lake doesn't allow alcohol. The more they drank they more moronic they became. The sad part of this is that one fo the guy's parents were there. FINALLY one of the park rangers showed up and informed them that by law they were not allowed to have their beer. He said something about a hefty fine and they asked couldn't they just put the cooler back in the car and he said No, you're not allowed to posess it on State land. Then the idiot said he had a bottle of liquer in the car did he have to pour that out too? DUH!? So the Ranger stood there and watched them poor each and every beer in that cooler out. Then he walked away.
Afterwards the little pantywastes stood around griping like little girls about having to pour out their beer..."I hope I see that fag on the streets!" "Why'd he make us pour out the liqur man! I mean that stuff's expensive." and so on. The parents were saying, well there ARE signs that tell you alcohol is prohibited. As a matter of fact their blanket was cast not ten steps from one such sign. I finally had heard enough whining for one day and it was close enough to time to go that I just stood up and said, I think it's time to leave. As we're leaving and they're still crying about their lost beers, Brenna decides to shout at them to learn to read. That's right folks, my baby sister is shouting out at a bunch of liqured up stooges that they should get an education. I thought, man this is great, I was just going to walk away and not say a word and let them keep on being idiots. Their response to this was an onslaught of WHAT? WHAT DID YOU SAY? So naturally I decide to put in my two cents and inform them that they should invest in a formal education and learn to read the signs and quit whining. "you're not even in this conversation so who do you think you're talking to". Wow, what a comeback... I can almost feel chills I'm so scared. Sheesh. These guys were a freaking waste of space. Apparently Brian was staring them down (I assume, but am not certain, this was because he was keeping an eye out to make sure they weren't going to start coming after us... although with how wussy these guys were I wasn't all that worried) and one of the guys asks what he's looking at... Not much. That was actually my favorite line of the day. Because it is truthful in its simplicity. Some people are so pathetic.
The lesson learned from this experience? Learn to read people... it makes all the difference in the world.
Brenna and I went to the lake with our friend Brian on Saturday. He had to go to work so we weren't able to stay very long... about an hour and 45 minutes. Anyhow, shortly after we got there this group of, what could only be Frat boys and their possy of sorority hoes, showed up. They started pissing us off by kicking a soccar ball around in the sand where we were sitting, not the smartest move ever made. Finally one of the girls told them to go play in the grass so they didn't kick sand on people because that would be rude. We continued to sit where we were and talk to each other while getting some sun and they pretty much stayed over where they were making rude comments back and forth and drinking beer.
Now please tell me, is it not common knowledge that when you go to State owned property alcoholic beverages are illegal? I've known my whole life that Jordan Lake doesn't allow alcohol. The more they drank they more moronic they became. The sad part of this is that one fo the guy's parents were there. FINALLY one of the park rangers showed up and informed them that by law they were not allowed to have their beer. He said something about a hefty fine and they asked couldn't they just put the cooler back in the car and he said No, you're not allowed to posess it on State land. Then the idiot said he had a bottle of liquer in the car did he have to pour that out too? DUH!? So the Ranger stood there and watched them poor each and every beer in that cooler out. Then he walked away.
Afterwards the little pantywastes stood around griping like little girls about having to pour out their beer..."I hope I see that fag on the streets!" "Why'd he make us pour out the liqur man! I mean that stuff's expensive." and so on. The parents were saying, well there ARE signs that tell you alcohol is prohibited. As a matter of fact their blanket was cast not ten steps from one such sign. I finally had heard enough whining for one day and it was close enough to time to go that I just stood up and said, I think it's time to leave. As we're leaving and they're still crying about their lost beers, Brenna decides to shout at them to learn to read. That's right folks, my baby sister is shouting out at a bunch of liqured up stooges that they should get an education. I thought, man this is great, I was just going to walk away and not say a word and let them keep on being idiots. Their response to this was an onslaught of WHAT? WHAT DID YOU SAY? So naturally I decide to put in my two cents and inform them that they should invest in a formal education and learn to read the signs and quit whining. "you're not even in this conversation so who do you think you're talking to". Wow, what a comeback... I can almost feel chills I'm so scared. Sheesh. These guys were a freaking waste of space. Apparently Brian was staring them down (I assume, but am not certain, this was because he was keeping an eye out to make sure they weren't going to start coming after us... although with how wussy these guys were I wasn't all that worried) and one of the guys asks what he's looking at... Not much. That was actually my favorite line of the day. Because it is truthful in its simplicity. Some people are so pathetic.
The lesson learned from this experience? Learn to read people... it makes all the difference in the world.
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