Thursday, August 14, 2003

Bummer, Huh?

So her sister’s best friend is in this sorority, see, and so they got to go to these bitchin’ parties alla time, and then once they’re like at this party and this guy starts hitting on her and she’s like all buzzed so she’s like, cool, and so they’re in like a closet and she’s totally into it, and then suddenly like two other guys rip the door open and they drag this dude out and start kicking the crap out of him and he’s like, no, no, and she’s like not sure if she should come out of the closet or not, and then like five girls from the sorority totally charge into the closet and drag her out and this one really pissed off girl is off by herself and they take her to her and the one girl like looks at her really hard and her voice is hard and mad and she says “who the hell are you” and she goes like “I’m Suzy’s sister” and her voice is really small and they’ve turned off the music so everyone can hear her even though she’s barely whispering and the one girl goes “Suzy who?” and she goes “Suzy Murphy” and she goes “who the hell is that?” and her sister is totally watching all this cuz it’s happening right in the living room and the guy is still getting beat up and he’s crying and Suzy goes “she’s my sister, I brought her, she’s just a kid, she didn’t know, he was like totally hitting on her,” and the one girl just goes “who the hell are you?” and her voice is even harder and angrier and Marcy comes up and goes, “she’s my best friend from high school, we’re BFFs, she isn’t going to school here but she’s hella cool” and she looks at her with like totally dead eyes and goes, “never speak to her again, she’s not your sister, she’s an ugly stupid slut, we’re your sisters now, that part of your life is over, do you understand?” and then she goes back to Suzy’s sister and she’s like totally crying now cuz she’s thinking they’re gonna kick the crap out of her too but the one girl just looks all grossed out at her and says, “what’s his name?” and she’s like choking and crying and she goes, “I don’t remember” and the one girl just stands there for a second and her face is totally blank and then she like totally spits on her, a big loogie, right in her face, she’s like standing there with her pants around her knees and no panties and her bra is all weird and she’s crying and the spit is all ropy and hanging off her chin and her cheek and her eye, and the one girl just goes “you and your sister are banned for life you stupid fat sluts” and they took them to the door and pushed them out and she couldn’t even go back in to get her purse.  So that’s why we can’t go to the sorority parties anymore. 

Bummer, huh?

that's just the way it seemed to me at 08:40 AM


I always appreciate a great run-on sentence.  Especially when the story is so engrossing.

Posted by Scott-san  on  08/14  at  11:36 AM

ropy spit is the worst.

Posted by bryan  on  08/14  at  12:54 PM

but I thought you liked your sorority?

Posted by  on  08/14  at  01:04 PM

No, no, I like my veterinarian.  It’s easy to get confused, though.

Posted by dan  on  08/14  at  01:14 PM

ouch

Posted by jules  on  08/14  at  04:17 PM

Love this! Sounds like it was a close call for the sisters. Maybe someday they’ll be grateful. Look back and see, better a rope of phlegm than other kinds of spittle, dropping off the face, better than a real rope, tying up the lace.
This was very cool writing.

Posted by Kate S.  on  08/15  at  01:16 PM

definitely cool writing.
*sigh* hazing is such a brutal affair ...

Posted by romy  on  08/15  at  05:23 PM
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