I remember a few years back when I still liked to drink.
I was at a party drunk as Fuck, and decided I had enough and wanted to go home and I lived within walking distance.
So I took off in the middle of the night as I said drunk as hell stumbling down the street, and I see 3 loud ass turks on the same road up ahead, screaming and shouting and whatever and I just got the feeling they wanted to start shit. No one else was around I was in no conditioning to even throw a punch to save my life.
So my skinhead looking self gets closer and they start looking at me and I think, Oh here we go Im fucked lol.
Oen guy walks up shakes my hand and pats me on the back and asks me whats up and Im like nothing just going home. And thats that I keep walking and they do the same.
Im like wtf happened? lol
I was sure I was about to get my ass kicked
