Current mood:

i respect those who earn it!

dear private FallsDown
so i was chilling at denny's with josh, alisha, tanya, and a few other friends when a fancily dressed military guy walks in with a preppy, blonde girl on his arm. he takes one look at alisha and twinges in horror at her bright green and teal half shaved head, and i feel the need to yell the work "wank!" and then we began, as a result of present company, to start discussing our ideals about the war, when a drunken private fallsdown decided to barge into our conversation. "why did you say wank?" he said, and i replied "because it seemed appropriate." then he gave his complete attension to josh, who was sitting amoung 3 girls, to tell him "you guys don't think this war is about oil, do you" and josh began instructing him to return to his table, knowing that his own ideals were not built up to the point where he could argue, but that alisha or i would probably end up pissing him off. "well it's at least partially about oil, don't you know about chaney and haliburton..." he interuppted, still looking ONLY at josh, "cause if you guys think its about oil your nieve." i replied, "i think that you are nieve to not listen to other possibilites. i'm pretty sure it has something to do with oil, but that isn't all its about. what else is it about, private fallsdown?" everyone laughed for a moment at his name. "have you guys seen what its like over there? its horrible!" a friend explained that his father had been to iraq. he stated his dislike for the "conquering" type of manner that he believed america to be taking in the war. and i added, "but why sould we expect the whole world to obey by the same rules?" and the private yelled "its about getting a foothold in the middle east!" i came in "exactly! its about power, not helping the people!" josh kept asking him to leave the table. the blonde girl started making random non-articlated put downs in our direction, which we calmly ignored. the waitress walked up. "do you support the war?" he asked her. "i don't think we should be killing innocent people." she replied, and the private got heated. "you guys have to support the decisions of the american government! i am going to report denny's to the authorities for treason and start a boycott!" as he stood up, bright red, waving his hands around like a maniac. josh shot up beside him and instructed him one last time to exit the table, but instead he pushed josh. the blonde girl told severly insulted one a very sensative, innocent girl that wasn't even involved in the conversation, as another guy held back josh from freaking out on the military man. we quickly exited the resturant without retailiating on any of the screaming insults coming our way, and waited in the parking lot. half of us were prepared for kicking the guys ass if he said one more word, the other half waited in anticipation, believing that if we only stayed until our newly made enemies left, we will have won. the soldier and the blonde filied a complaint,which could potentially get us permanently kicked out, and i watched through the glass as the blonde cried to the manager, and mocked her by twisting my fists and making cry-baby faces. the people left without saying a word as they walked past a bunch of ghettoly armed goth kids, and we went in to write our statement for the manager. he sat with us and bullshitted with us, assuring us that we were not to be eighty sixed. that is when i believe we won.