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Have We Met Before?
As most of you know, i am horrible with names, and even more so when mind bending drugs are involved.
it seems that at every rave i end up at meeting 3/4 of the people at the party. then due to the drugs. 3/4 of the 3/4 of the people i met are unforgotten, re-met, then forgotten again. just wanted all of you to know, if i don't recognize a face or can't pull a name out of the huge hat in my drug filled ass, it's not cuz i dun like you. just well...it was the drugs. if we've met, drop a name, party and prefferably a location (ie: smoke pit, police car, line-up) wurd |
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I beleive I met you at Oh Funky and to be quite honest with you Goat Face I didn't like you.
You just talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked (is that enough talks yet) and all I wanted to do was slap you in your silly mouth. *WUMP* You probably don't remember but I gave you a pretty good kick in your ass.... you told me to do it harder next time.... guess you have a high threshold for pain. Just playin yo.... although you DID talk a lot.... just ask Sean! Sean! : Man this guy just won't stop! Shawn: I know..... he's been going for like 20 min straight. Does he breathe? Sean!: I dunno man...... yo, you got some duct tape or something? Shawn: Nah, but we could prolly pull that ugly MASH shirt up over his face. Sean!:Yeah and when he can't see we can drag him outside and piss on his face! Shawn: Man Sean you are a sick fuck.... let's do it! Sean!: Yeah! I need a way to get rid of all this gin in my system anyways. Shawn: Foh sheezy! Sean!: Hey Max, come here.... we wanna show you something! *snicker* |
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i met you at frisky...you kept trying to shake my hand, and i ignored you.
i met you at oh funky again and you asked who i was. and i said "you already know who i am" and then you said "oh yeah!" and then proceeded to keep asking me to yell out "hollah" and...i ignored you. -s. |
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I met you at that Plaza party... shit what was it called... uhhh... Capital J tore up a killer set... fuck I don't remember.
Anyways... ya I met you there outside the BC room. You were amongst that huge pile of incredibly fucked up kandE kids. I think you were giving me funny looks like "I think I know you" at Oh Funky... I was the door girl in uh electrical tape. Come to think of it... lots of people were giving me funny looks that night... and lil asian girls took touristy pictures of me *giggles* |
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THE FIRST TIME I MET U I WAS SO HAMMERED AND I THOUGHT U WERE SUCH A FUCKING TOOL CUZ U KEPT TELLING ME TO SHUTUP AND ALL U KEPT TALKING ABOUT WAS HOW YOU NEEDED E SO BADLY WHEN U GOT TO THE PARTY AND YA I FUCKING HATED YOU....
THE SECOND TIME I MET YOU AGAIN I WAS REALLY HAMMERED AND I PUNCHED YOU ALOT DURING THE NIGHT THE THIRD TIME I WAS ALSO REALLY HAMMERED AND FOR SOME REASON I DECIDED YOU WERE NICE AND WE DECIDED TO BE COOL WITH EACH OTHER FUCK..I HAVE A DRINKING PROBLEM |
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Nope, never met you before. Atleast not that i know of.
But i've met so many people and i rarely remember their name's lots of them remember my name though. Sometimes people start talking to me saying weve met but i don't even remember. It's kinda funny sometimes. :kam: |
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I feel kinda bad when I don't remember peoples names... but then again I tend to meet a fair amount of people. I hate it when they take offense to it too... like I'm sorry that I don't remember one raver out of a hundred that I met at some random party. People shouldn't take such offense when I forget their name... I'm so bad with them I actually usually forget it after less than a minute.
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