so many ways...
either the roommate gave them the warm shoulder
or
horrible drunk
Roommate always pulls the same kinda shit. She's the perfect mix of absent-minded, useless and spineless.
She didn't wanna come out with us on Thursday cause we invited her at the last minute - fair enough. She wanted to go out the following day but we didn't invite her cause, well, we'd planned some hooliganisms. Then on Sat, we're home after the Leafs-Habs game and she swings by the house with university buddies to pick up a couple of bottles. She invites us to crash this house party. We have no plans, so we say
sure. She texts us the address a bit later, we take the streetcar, Fiver declares that he likes to eat ass, we get off the streetcar, we reach the house, climb up the stairs then get kicked out by the host, who is unaware of the existence of my roommate. I text her, asking her help to get us in, and by that point she's not checking her phone anymore. I've been there a dozen times before so I know it's a lost cause. Fiver is getting angry at the whole wide world, so we decide to bail.
We enter a reggae bar - Fiver sees that the crowd is 95% black and his facial expression is GOLD.
Roommate texts back an hour later, saying that she sucks and that the party sucked and that they are now going to "the boat" with no other detail. I know she's not dissing us on purpose - she's just retarded like that. She's drunk and has no idea where she is or where "the boat" is. I'm fokken fuming. It's 2am and we haven't slept in 40+ hours so we head home and crash. Roommate walks up to Blitty and I the next morning with a box of salmon pies that she wants to cook us in return for being a useless human being. Blitty cracks up while I shake my head.
End of that particular anecdote.
Wow, Matty. $15? That's a bargain.
Matty, were you tempted to steal anything from there? It looks like it wouldn't be that hard to just grab shit and run.
Funnily enough, the only thing that's not secured or behind glass is the Cup - you're allowed to touch it as much as you want. I'm guessing that there's a sensor underneath that triggers a bunch of deadly lasers if you try to lift the thing up.
Those shades I was wearing when we met Mudcat were Matty's and apparently cost $15
Drugstore special. I lose/break shades once a month.
