Well, night well spent, though it was the last time I'll see Rizzo for a time (after a long time without seeing everyone who helped me a lot...), it was a night well spent.
Shit was when I got on the boat and it was just niggers and whiggers (nothing against black guys, just against fucking scum), and I saw myself almost surrounded by scum (in fact, forget the almost, I was on a boat and had nowhere to escape if I had to run). A guy asks me for cocaine saying "do you have some of that white stuff" and I answer him that I don't. He keeps trying to push me untill the time he says that I look more like an heroin guy. Again, I say I don't have nothing. He tells me that if I don't have cocaine to put my headphones because he would only talk to people who had it.
I may be stupid for a lot of time but one thing I'm not is dumb... Changed seats to a place where I wouldn't have to listen to this fellows conversation and where I would know it would be, in theory, safer to get out of that without having to face any fucker. Got out of the boat while that nice fellow who asked me for cocaine was having an arguement with some other shitfuck and walked fast. I thought, if they catched me and if I was sober I could take out one, in max, two, unarmed... No more than that and had to have a shithole of luck of the size of the my hometown... Like I wasn't sober, decided to sober myself up. Nothing better than the imminence of some ugly confrontation aliened to the fact that almost every breath I had, would freeze even more my face... So, I sped up my pace and grabed the first rock, massive enough to crack a fuckers skull, and went home with a motherfucking grimm smile.
Once again, fuck this shithole... Fuck all this.
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