New Pics and I Act Tough
I just reorgranized the ‘about my friends‘ page in order to make it a little cleaner and allow for faster load times. You can now click on each pictures’ thumbnail to get the full version. Also, I added a few pictures to the page from ‘Crazy Headgear Night‘ which we had a few weekends back. Make sure to check them out.
Interesting weekend that was, beacuse it also marked the first time that I’ve ever thrown someone out of a party. Saturday night (Sunday morning) at around 2:00-ish, we were still sitting in the front yard, and most people had gone home. Suddenly we noticed that there was this guy sitting there with us that no one knew. Everyone was like, “When did this guy get here? Who is he?” He wasn’t talking to anyone… just sitting there.
So we all decided to go inside to the house, and maybe he’d just leave. Of course, he didn’t. He just sat there. By that time, two of the other guys that were there had gone down and they were sitting on his left talking to him, so I went down to join them. I sat on his right (box him in! strategy!) and the two other guys introduced me to our new friend. Apparently his name was Scott and he was from Ross, OH. So we talked to him some more, asking him what he was up to, what were his plans, how was he getting home, etc. Scott informed us that he couldn’t go home because someone had stolen his car. I know! What an unlucky incident! When asked why he didn’t go to the police, Scott claimed that he had several warrants out for his arrest, and thusly couldn’t exactly afford to go talking to the police.
It was at this point that we decided to take him to the party next door, whose hosts we knew, and just kinda drop him off there. After convincing Scott that there would be a ton of women to ‘hook up with’ next door, we headed over. Me and my two cohorts lead the way, walked into the party, out the rear, and then back around front, hoping that we had lost him. Scott was talking to an unlucky/unwilling female out front when we came through, but we were still golden as long as he didn’t see us. Unfortunately, someone out front recognized one of the guys I was with, and we were forced to stop.
We told this guy about what we were doing, and he kindly offered his services: “What, you want something to happen to this guy? You want me to rough him up?” Well, no, we didn’t need that, but we could still just kick him out. So this guy called Scott over and asked him what his name was. He replied, “Ross.” Well, understandably, this confused me, so I asked him where he was from. “Hamilton, OH,” was his answer. “Interesting,” I told him as we formed a circle around him (more strategy!), “since that’s different from what you just told us over there.”
He stuck to his answer though, as well as the stolen car/warrants defense. At this point, someone asked him who he knew there. He didn’t know anyone. It was then explained to him that everyone there was a bunch of friends, and no one really wanted him just crashing there since he couldn’t get home. There was still no indication that Scott/Ross was getting any of this, though, and so I decided to spell it out for him. “Listen, Ross, there’s a walkway right there that goes down to the sidewalk. I suggest that you follow it down to the sidewalk and then walk down that until you get Uptown. And have a nice night.” The circle opened up slightly, allowing a way out, and Scott/Ross reluctantly took it, stopping twice to turn and look at us, saying, “Nice guys.” We stood our ground, though, and watched him go until he was out of sight.
Yeah, I’m hard. 
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