Now that several months have passed, I need to get this off my chest.
In January, I ran into this girl from high school. Cool chick and I always wanted to flip her and see that ass shake. She invited me to a party at her house that night. Before heading over, I decided to pound down a Wells Banana Bread beer. One turned to two and then three. By the time I made it to her house, I had five of those things in me (1pint each with 5.2% alcohol by volume).
I walked in the door with a rock solid buzz. The place was loaded with Mexicans; pretty common for East Boston. After some small talk, I headed out back to grab a Corona. There were three dudes out there and one dude was in a wheel chair. I snapped a picture and we chatted it up. After about 5 minutes, something changed. The fucker in the watch cap flicked his cigarette at me and mumbled some shit. I tried to keep calm, but something in me said "kill these mother fuckers."
I headed to the yellow trash can like I was going to toss my empty bottle and I smashed the dude in the pimp hat across the head. He fell into the snow like a rag doll. Homie with the watch cap jumped on my back and I flipped his dumb ass on top of the the Ed Hardy wannabe in the chair. They both fell over and I stomped the able bodied guy in the face - lights fucking out. Wheel chair guy started screaming. I booted his Apache looking ass in the side and made a dash for the fence...too fucking late. The backyard was crawling with Mexicans. They pulled me off the fence and it was an all out riot on my ass. What happend next was off the charts.
To be continued...
