So bf2s after class I went and met up with a friend at a bar in journal square that doesn't ID. I had 2 pints of Guinness than departed. Walked my friend to the Trains and tried to go the bus stop. But the building next to the bus stop caught fire and the police decided to close the bus stop and all buses going back to Bayonne. So instead of doing the reasonable thing like calling up somebody to give me a ride. I decided to walk from Journal Square back to Bayonne over mile at 9 PM.
So I started on my way. I went and bought some knock off cheese its and a bottle of Pepsi and began walking down Kennedy Boulevard. After about 7 blocks I was approached by 2 black men on bikes and a chubby Hispanic male. The Hispanic came up to me and said
"You got 50 cents yo"
I quickly replied
"Nope. What do you need 50 cents for by the way"
I was lying I had exactly 50 cents on me and about 40 dollars in cash. He looked very angry.
"I want to get a loosey." His friends started snickering.
"Jesus man you should have said that to begin with, I have smokes on me. I can give you one if you give a light."
I then gave him a Marlboro Smooth and he gave me a light, a very even trade.
"This ain't a Newport?"
"Nay Marlboro Smooth try it, gay cowboys smoke it"
We then started a conversation.
Despite looking like your stereotypical thugs they were pretty nice. They told me which bus to take back to Bayonne after I told them I was walking from Journal Square. I thanked them than began to explain the basics of the play Macbeth. I'm pretty sure they were ignoring me at that point. They than left and shook my hand before going. Such nice fellows.
A few blocks later I saw a liquor store and went inside and brought a large bottle of cheap vodka. The Asian who sold it to me was short and behind glass. I left the store and it dawned on me.
I just bought vodka from a 12 year old.
I poured out the last of my Pepsi and poured in the vodka. It was going to be a one man party tonight.
I continued walking while straight drinking cheap vodka. Well at least I can say I know how it is to be homeless. After a few more blocks I was feeling pretty good. I saw another liquor store and a bunch of black guys hanging out on the corner. So the first thing I thought was
I can get drugs from these guys.
So I walked over and asked them.
"Do you know where I can get drugs from?"
The biggest guy there looked at me and said
"What you need?"
"I said Ecstasy"
"Naw nigga I don't sell that shit, I know where you can get it though."
"No never mind than, you want some cheese its?"
"Naw nigga I'm good."
I started walking again. By this point my vodka was finished and I was pretty near drunk. As I went by a park I saw a kitten in the bush. I grabbed it and started walking petting it. I named her Mary after my first love. After about a block the cat tried scratching me. So I through it into a parked car. It hit the car than ran off. Kinda like Mary I kept going and walking was by the borderline of Bayonne and Jersey City. I wasn't paying too much attention and walked into the side of a car that was turning. The driver jumped out and asked if I was alright. I was fine but was really embarrassed. She suggested taking me to the hospital but I refused. After about 20 more blocks into Bayonne I finally reached my block and was crossing the street. I walked over a side walk drain and than felt a sharp pain in the back of my leg. I screamed
"Holy fuck it's dragging me into the sewer"
But it was just a cramp. I finally reached my house and went inside. Ate some more of my birthday Cake. and checked my blackberry. That was my evening bf2s.
-A still slightly drunk Macbeth
So I started on my way. I went and bought some knock off cheese its and a bottle of Pepsi and began walking down Kennedy Boulevard. After about 7 blocks I was approached by 2 black men on bikes and a chubby Hispanic male. The Hispanic came up to me and said
"You got 50 cents yo"
I quickly replied
"Nope. What do you need 50 cents for by the way"
I was lying I had exactly 50 cents on me and about 40 dollars in cash. He looked very angry.
"I want to get a loosey." His friends started snickering.
"Jesus man you should have said that to begin with, I have smokes on me. I can give you one if you give a light."
I then gave him a Marlboro Smooth and he gave me a light, a very even trade.
"This ain't a Newport?"
"Nay Marlboro Smooth try it, gay cowboys smoke it"
We then started a conversation.
Despite looking like your stereotypical thugs they were pretty nice. They told me which bus to take back to Bayonne after I told them I was walking from Journal Square. I thanked them than began to explain the basics of the play Macbeth. I'm pretty sure they were ignoring me at that point. They than left and shook my hand before going. Such nice fellows.
A few blocks later I saw a liquor store and went inside and brought a large bottle of cheap vodka. The Asian who sold it to me was short and behind glass. I left the store and it dawned on me.
I just bought vodka from a 12 year old.
I poured out the last of my Pepsi and poured in the vodka. It was going to be a one man party tonight.
I continued walking while straight drinking cheap vodka. Well at least I can say I know how it is to be homeless. After a few more blocks I was feeling pretty good. I saw another liquor store and a bunch of black guys hanging out on the corner. So the first thing I thought was
I can get drugs from these guys.
So I walked over and asked them.
"Do you know where I can get drugs from?"
The biggest guy there looked at me and said
"What you need?"
"I said Ecstasy"
"Naw nigga I don't sell that shit, I know where you can get it though."
"No never mind than, you want some cheese its?"
"Naw nigga I'm good."
I started walking again. By this point my vodka was finished and I was pretty near drunk. As I went by a park I saw a kitten in the bush. I grabbed it and started walking petting it. I named her Mary after my first love. After about a block the cat tried scratching me. So I through it into a parked car. It hit the car than ran off. Kinda like Mary I kept going and walking was by the borderline of Bayonne and Jersey City. I wasn't paying too much attention and walked into the side of a car that was turning. The driver jumped out and asked if I was alright. I was fine but was really embarrassed. She suggested taking me to the hospital but I refused. After about 20 more blocks into Bayonne I finally reached my block and was crossing the street. I walked over a side walk drain and than felt a sharp pain in the back of my leg. I screamed
"Holy fuck it's dragging me into the sewer"
But it was just a cramp. I finally reached my house and went inside. Ate some more of my birthday Cake. and checked my blackberry. That was my evening bf2s.
-A still slightly drunk Macbeth
