So I get home from work today, and I get home to a party going on at my house. No big deal. Parents are out of town, so its fine. My driveway has one car in it, blocking everyone else, so I can't even park in my own driveway. Strike one. So I get in, and I go to change my cloths. I get to my room, and my door is wide open. Strike 3 My money box is in plane veiw with all my tips in it, and again, my door is wide open. Strike 3 So I check to see if its all there, yea it is. ok whatever. Then I notice, my stero system is gone. Strike 4. I get out of my work cloths, and go to hang out for a bit. Well there is my radio. OUTSIDE. Keep in mind its rain all this after noon, but my little pos brother did put a umbrelle up, so its all good...Strike 5 I then see my ipod charger cord on the dinner table and I remember my iPod was there eariler today. Its not there anymore. Strike 340938430483. I am ready to kick some ass. So I pull my piss ass drunk little brother out side. He's pissed at me since I did that to him (he thinks he is too cool for an older brother) and I tell him my iPods gone. He tells me that the kid in the holister t-shirt was playing with it. Keep in mind, all these kids are highschoolers, and even me being a really small guy could take almost anyone of these kids. So I go up to this kid, put my arm around him, giving the buddy lean on me kind of thing. So I say in his ear quietly "Buddy, hows it going. So I hear you found an iPod. Sweet man. Let me tell you something. Do you know who's house this is? "yea ryan's" Wrong answer. This is my house. So who's iPod do you think that is. Kid hands me the iPod and says 'Yours?' Hmm good guess. Now get the fuck out of here"
Now I am just hanging out and kids start to leave. Pretty much everyone is piss ass drunk. My drunk brother goes to this kid who can barely stand up "Cya, don't crash, and If you do, you didn't get the beer here" I wanted to kick his ass right there. I had a few beers, not drunk, but not sober, so I wasn't going to dive these kids home. Now by like midnight, all the kids are gone (wtf, do these Highschool kids have cerfews or something) I bring my radio inside, and move my car back into the driveway. I go to close the front door and realize its broken. Keep in mind, my entry door is somethign my mom has wanted for the longest time, and my great grandma gave her the money for it in her will, and is like a 1000+ dollar door. The thing is completely fucked up. When my brother is able to stand in the morning, I am going to kick his ass. Strike 959405438503458
Now I am just hanging out and kids start to leave. Pretty much everyone is piss ass drunk. My drunk brother goes to this kid who can barely stand up "Cya, don't crash, and If you do, you didn't get the beer here" I wanted to kick his ass right there. I had a few beers, not drunk, but not sober, so I wasn't going to dive these kids home. Now by like midnight, all the kids are gone (wtf, do these Highschool kids have cerfews or something) I bring my radio inside, and move my car back into the driveway. I go to close the front door and realize its broken. Keep in mind, my entry door is somethign my mom has wanted for the longest time, and my great grandma gave her the money for it in her will, and is like a 1000+ dollar door. The thing is completely fucked up. When my brother is able to stand in the morning, I am going to kick his ass. Strike 959405438503458