First up.
Some girl in Cincinnati needs to file a restraining order, call the police now, or just move out of town, because she apparently really, really, really, really, really pissed this chick off.
This black girl comes out of Building 7, on her phone, screaming at the person on the other end.
Girl: "Bitch! Yo' ass is fuckin' dead when I get a hold of you. I'm going to beat your ass so bad and kick your fat, pregnant, slut stomach, if you ain't dead from it, yo' baby will be."
Holy. Shit. She had the entire courtyard looking at her, and we were all thinking the same thing. "Damn...What the fuck did the other bitch do?"
Next contestant.
Douchebag of the year award goes to the guy that wears 3 pairs of shorts and sags each one in layers. Not only does he look like a douche, he was walking up on every hot chick and saying...
Douchebag: "Wad'up shawty. Damn you look good. Lemme get dat numba."
When they would ignore him or laugh at him, he would say, "Maaaaaaan, you ain't nuttin but a stuck up ho."
The best part, was when the girl next to me commented on the guy.
Girl: "A douchebag that big could cleanse a whales vagina."
I need to start carrying around Gold Stars to hand out to people like her.
Facial Recognition.
Now for the story that I posted earlier on Facebook. Face meets light pole.
Overly excited? Not paying to close attention? Wicked bad blind spot? You be the judge.
I'm enjoying my cancer stick, along with about 40 other people in the courtyard, when we all hear, "OH MY GOD!".
Everyone turns to see this guy running towards this girl. He was running to hug her, as apparently they hadn't seen each other in a long time.
As he approached her, he ran up the 3 steps to the top of the square in the middle of the courtyard, and immediately slammed his face into the light pole in front of her.
This all happened in slow motion. Kind of like in the movies where something awesome is about to happen and they slow it down. Everyone is cheering and anticipating the big finale, people are hugging, high fiving, etc. That magical moment where everyone is happy. That's exactly how it happened. Time just slowed down and we all watched with joy as he got closer and closer to the pole...BAM!
Best part, his face actually dented the pole.
I got a chance to talk to him when he came back from I'm guessing the nurses office. He received a mild concussion and was going to the hospital to make sure it doesn't get any worse.