Sunday, May 08, 2005
Ridiculous Story #5
In Part 1 of the Mifflin Street antics, some white trash Madison skank let a train of guys finger her in the middle of a party.
In this entry, Part 2, the skanks get even more brazen. This time, all three of us were on hand to witness the event. And then some.
Mad Dog the Executive Producer. Minus the Ogre.
The Gimp, in his Directorial Debut
J Dub the Acting Coach.
Last year, we headed up to go to the Mifflin Street Block Party and meet up with some acquaintances in Madison, who we met in some backyard on Mifflin. We stayed there for a few hours drinking before we decided to actually leave Mifflin Street and head back to our friends' house, where they had another party.
We continued to drink there for several more hours, until about probably 7 or so. At that point, since we hadn't eaten anything (no homo) all day, about 5 of us decided to head to State Street to eat at a restaurant, likely a pizza place. It was still light out as we headed away from the party and down the street, which was just a row of houses on each side separated by alleys.
We got down the road not even less than a block before the Gimp looked down one of the alleys and saw a guy and a girl in the middle of the alley. And for a second we thought we were in a church because these two individuals had assumed missionary positions, right in the middle of the fucking alley.
Our entire group stops and watched totally dumbfounded by these people fucking in broad daylight. The Gimp busted out his phone (no homo), one of those high tech bitches that can take photos, and he started taking pictures of this scene. Meanwhile a few of us started coaching the action.
At this point, the bitch heard us and comes running over to us in a drunken haze. After Mad Dog and the Gimp told her that footage of her performance was going to make the Internet, the bitch got absolutely hysterical, bawling her eyes out and begging to delete the pictures. I don't even remember what happened to her partner, because in this project she was clearly the scene stealer anyway. After a few minutes of her pleading and crying and us telling her we weren't deleting the pictures, she ran inside in a fuss and we continued on our way down the street.
Of course, we also had to look at the Gimp's filmography, and it was largely unimpressive. What kind of director forgets to use flash? The pictures came out too dark to clearly establish that a heinous crime of a public display of way too much affection was occurring right in the middle of that alley. Unbeknownst to that bitch, who probably still scours the Internet for her famous stills, she actually got her wish and we had to delete the pictures.
We'll be more prepared next time.
# posted by Jay Dub @ 9:13 PM 
