Monday, January 5, 2009

Dare

"What was that? Huh? You say something? Look, I been here for nine hours, ok? Huh? You got a problem with that? I'm drinkin', ok? What are you doin'? Huh? What's that? You didn't say nothin'? What's that, a dare? A fuckin' dare? You fuckin' dare me? I'll tell you what. You leave right now and I won't smash this bottle in your mouth, ok? How you like that dare, huh? Like that? I'm drinkin'. What are you doin'? Nothing, that's what. You're not doin' a damn thing. Just like everybody else. Standin' around with your hands in your pants, playin' with your nuts like a jerk, not even drinkin'. At least I'm doin' something. I'm doin' something. I'm drinkin'. You a communist? Yeah, you probably like commies. You look like a commie. One time I got into a fight with this commie, smashed his head with a pool ball, the eight ball. He dared me to. So I did it. I do stuff. You just play with your balls. Huh? Yeah, that's right. Get outta here. I'm busy. I got stuff to do."

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