ok… I was walking home from class. I’m across the street from the dorm, when around the corner comes a group of
about 6 BIG ASS FUCKING HUGE guys in costume. Me, wanting to get away, but still be badass,
stepped off the sidewalk around them, but didn’t cross the street.
What happens? I pass, and then
SMACK!!
Something hits my arm. It’s wet. And it hurt. I figure, ok, a water balloon, nothing to piss my pants about, right?
So I keep walking. Then I realize my arm REALLY hurts, so I touch it to make sure it’s not bleeding…
THERE IS SOMETHING SLIMY ON MY ARM!!!
When I got back to the dorm, I asked a friend just what the hell was on my arm/shirt. He said… “Well, guess you got hit with an egg. Sad, when some assholes don’t have anything better to do but run around throwing eggs at girls.”
Fuckin’ right, Justin.
My arm had little holes and was bleeding where the bits of eggshell had punctured. It still hurts.
What the fuck posesses these little motherfucking assholes to run around throwing shit at people? I
HOPE HOPE HOPE that they weren’t pulling that shit on the little kids trick-or-treating tonight.
Oh, and Mr. Campus Cop who saw me freaking out when I realized that there was something slimy, cold, and unknown on my arm, and drove off? Fuck you.
Bastards. I have a calc midterm tomorrow, too.
I’d be more pissed at that prof right now. The egg will wash off. That calc test is gonna sting for awhile. Derive the integral of this, you mofo!
Do people not check their calendars when they schedule tests? sheesh.
[sub]of course, competing against a bunch of half asleep, hung over, egg throwing assholes should help your grade a tad[/sub]
Tiggeril-
I advise you to call security, tell whoever is in charge of your floor, and raise general hell. Or hunt 'em down and re-enact all of those bad campus horror movies.
I would, except that my dorm is a mile from campus, and these kids were too young and too huge to be anyone from school, but were probably neighborhood kids out for a little fun on Halloween.
The second option however…
In this case, they might become good campus horror movies, with tiggeril taking out each of these assholes methodically with a special “egg” of her own…the EGG OF REDEMPTION!!! (evil laughter, etc, etc).
OK, I admit, this might not sell a bunch of tickets at the box office, but think of the urban legends it might spawn…
a) standing in front of a mirror on a stormy night and repeating to yourself “tiggeril, tiggeril, tiggeril, tiggeril, tiggeril” and waiting for the egging…
b) A boy and a girl (or boy and a boy or girl and a girl) are making out in a car at night in the woods. One of 'em hears a noise, gets out and looks around…but never comes back. Later the other hears a ploping noise on the roof of the car. They get out to look…their significant other hangs from a tree above the car, smothered in sunny side up eggs, drops plopping on the roof. Screams.
c) don’t get me started about “egghand” who escaped from the mental hospital down the road. One hand was perfectly normal. On the other…A HARD BOILED EGG!!!
Well, we can all dream, can’t we?
::snork::
You’d think I’d have learned not to be drinking anything while reading the boards.
Well done, blastfurnace, and welcome to the SDMB.
splat
Hey! Stop throwing things at me! I know it’s the Pit!