Discussion in 'Sports Bar' started by Chules, Dec 5, 2018.
Aye yer a good yin mate.
Will get a jimmy-like
Not a Sebbe like doe?
@Rawex @Rebelfett @Deffid
Fuck Wilson what a crybaby bitch. He can dish out cheap shots all the time and he and their whole team whine that they are legal. Then this happens and they are all bitching about it. Fucking hypocrites.
Yeah fuck Wilson and fuck the Crapitals
The face you make when you’re @Chules’ top artist of 2018
When you wake up shit early for theatre rounds and the consultant ain’t even on today
My mate had the TUMERITY to smoke a cigarette at this show in Las Vegas.
17 year old white girl is sniffing the air voraciously like my dog when i heat up leftovers.
See’s him take what was his last drag and as he puts it out she screams, “HEY IF YOU WANT TO FUCKING SMOKE GO OUTSIDE I CAN’T BREATH THAT IN”
He couldn’t her her that well and just shrugged, but ya boy Speeit had a couple in ‘im and i said “that sucks guess you’ll die then”
She literally looks up like she’s lookingfor help and goes “oh my gawwwd its people like you that—“
“People like me? Oh You mean Brown people!?! Im not gonna stand here and listen to some white kid racially abuse me when I’m trying to enjoy my culture”
“You’re like 30”
That slayed me not gonna lie, broke character and said “the people who make this music are the same age as me"
She lets out a war cry and looks over at her MAYBE 17 year old boyfriend who my manlet ass towers over and he just tells her to drop it.
Kids are fucking out of control haha I went to shows out here in my late teens and if someone had a cigarette, some booze etc it was a celebration. When you saw older, young adults it was a green light for drugs or booze to become readily available with the right money. Couldn't imagine complaining about a cigarette in a casino in 2010. Jesus.
Could’ve had a lie in
Ghetto section 8 housing
Also, random chules level diary post but it was surreal seeing an old mate.
So strange, you immediately go back to those days of doing crazy shit and having that "us against the world" feeling.
I feel like sometimes people don't believe me when I tell them the crazy stuff that happened to me in Asia, and to have someone face to face to corroberate and even remind me of people, places and events is nuts. Like we both have fragments of information and memories that stick out to us personally, and being older with context. We did such crazy shit man, it almost feels fake in my head but would hit me when he would bring it up.
Past the big stuff where we almost got ourselves deported on a weekly basis, the weirdest things were the mundane ones. Being in my old roommate's dorm before class, yelling at him (my mate out here) to skip class with us as he walked down the hill to the school building, chilling there, going to building where the girls we liked lived, some other friends filtering over the hours til there were a dozen of us sprawled in the living room just talking shiiiit. Staying up all night in this girl's room just opening tabs on 4chan and laughing into oblivion.
Feels gay guys. But it was dope. Love that fucker, glad he's out here. Miss everyone else, sucks we all got split up but that's growing up no? Shit a bunch of us all moved out here together, i'm the last of the Mohicans I think.
Love these stories
Nothing gay if it makes you happy pal
Like I said, just the mundane shit.
Your mind goes back to just being around a dozen or so people everyday. That's what is kind of beautiful about it, we weren't like school friends or acquaintances that texted and hung out on the weekends but we were all from all over the world and we hung out before and after school everyday. It's nuts like how someone you haven't seen in so long knows you more than your current friends, gf, parents, etc, because they witnessed and were around for a lot of the growth you hide and only live out the end product of ya know? Like I have the answers now to whether what I did was right but being around someone that watched you figure it out as you went is pretty crippling, in a good way.
I think it's because it was pre-iPhone. We barely had fucking flipphones over there and most of us didn't even use them. We weren't spilling our guts over text or email then awkwardly just looking at memes when we were together. You were face to face people spilling their guts out about their brother abusing them, their parents fighting, losing their viriginity, admitting to be scared about something, apologizing. You had to look that girl in the face and admit you were fucking miserable about her and you had to actually talk it out.
"Omg my parents are fighting again "
but really they're a fucking wreck.
Ya feel me?
That's as deep as i get 2nite Chules FUCK OFF
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