Oh, another weird thing. About one in the morning (not long before we screwed) the ex from the hometown rang me up, drunk. I said "What the fuck are you ringing me for?" and hung up. I went outside and rang her back five minutes later though...Nazi Girl knew what I was doing and came out to get me off the phone with fat woman because she knows how much she has fucked me around. I got a bit drunk and emotional after hearing from her...I think that was what tipped me over the edge into moral bankruptcy and fucking Nazi Girl.
I only spoke to that ex on the phone for about a minute, but it was good to have two women come out and have her hear their voices calling me back and me saying "I have to go..."
I also know a gay Ashkenazi Jew who is a clever guy I hang out with. He recently moved into the same flat as a friend of mine. He likes drinking and reciting poetry...he knows my political views but it doesn't stop us getting on
I didn't get so insanely drunk that I blacked out or anything, by my standards it was tame. It was the two crazy hippies who couldn't keep up and ended up getting crazy and causing a scene in the street.
At some point in the night, Nazi Girl went on a Jew bashing rant, and I was surprised to hear even the hippy dude tell a few jokes. He didn't really have his own mind, I think he just wanted to fit in. I remember being really drunk, and slurring something with regards to the banks and saying "in that respect, Hitler was right". I expected everyone else to be a bit funny about it, but the black metal guy's girlfriend came over and gave me a high five. Why do I keep running into Nazi's?
I think she wouldn't normally, but this is a bit of a weird case. Her new boyfriend is the fucking spitting image of me, and it was me who dumped her and I know she still likes me. It was more my idea than hers, but hey, she isn't blameless.
But yes, most can't be trusted. I see it over and over again.
We all continued drinking...it was obvious what was going on with drinker and fat woman, everyone knew that everyone knew...Jesus, she was a big woman. If he actually managed to fuck her he should get a qualification for fucking sumo wrestling.
Turns out there was only one spare bed, and me and Nazi Girl had to share it. I hadn't been laid in about two months, and I was drunk as all hell. I tried my luck, and she was all "No, my boyfriend is too nice a guy, I don't want to do it". Thing is, she was drunk too and it took about one minute for her to change her mind and pretty soon we were getting down to it. It was dirty...I went full on duckman and took charge...we learned afterwards there was a baby monitor in the room and the other guys had heard us screwing. Jesus, I didn't want them to hear my disgusting words of direction, but whatever. We laughed about it afterwards.
Next morning, we woke up and I felt her up a bit, then remembered what a total cunt I had been as I sobered up and decided that probably wouldn't be a good idea. She woke up and was full of regret as well, kept going on about how nice her boyfriend is, how good he is to her. The poor fucker basically has no spine and can't put up with her shit. I feel sorry for him. A few more drinks, everyone there agreed that what happened at the barbecue stays at the barbecue, and we went our separate ways.
We both said how we had really enjoyed drinking together...a lot of laughs. We should never, ever fuck again though, it would be fucked up morally and we do want to stay friends. She says we have to get drunk again together to prove we can do it without fucking, and that I don't have to avoid her if she isn't with her poor bloke. She seems to be in two minds about telling him, but I doubt she will.
First time in about eight years I've fucked someone else's girlfriend...and I don't feel proud of it.
En-route, Nazi girl was a great sport, and when retard girl (who was hot in a funny kind of way) leaned over to speak to the taxi driver, she pulled her dress over her head so me and drinker could see her knickers
So we got there, and the only other people apart from the host who were there was another couple, a Norwegian black metal dude and his girlfriend, who I had met before when they came to mine for a piss-up after the pub. Clever bloke, spent a lot of time talking to him.
So we got drunk, and there was a guitar, it was all going good. Eventually the crazy couple had some argument over nothing (that bitch was insane) and she stood up and said in front of everyone "If you're not gonna fuck me, I'll get it from somewhere else" and stormed off. WTF. Hippy dude was a mess and went after her. He lost it by this point...we went to try and help him and calm him down but he started screaming at Nazi Girl calling her a stupid goth, go listen to your Marilyn Manson records, and a slut. Calling her a slut was over the line, and she swung at him and connected a beautiful shot right in the middle of his face, blood went everywhere. No one called her on it...fucker had it coming. Eventually they managed to get these loons in a taxi, and the black metal couple went with them. Left me, drinker, fat woman, and Nazi Girl. [cont]
Talked to Nazi Girl on facebook, she said there was some barbecue going on at a friend of hers house. I figured it would be good to go meet a few new people and drink in the sun so what the hell.
Met her earlier in the day and started drinking at her house. Her boyfriend wasn't there, he had a gig in another city. Everything is going well between them, but she gets annoyed that he's too much of a nice guy...never stands up for himself and his humour isn't fucked up enough. He treats her really well though. His band is pretty good - a metal band, with grindcore type vocals. I went to one of their gigs the other week.
She told me about the girl whose barbecue it was. Some incredibly fat woman who had a husband out of town on business...and had some guy going round to fuck her. We both agreed that this was morally reprehensible.
We went to meet this guy, who she knows, en-route to the her house. I had been warned not to try and keep up drinking with him, the guy is a legendary pisshead. I actually didn't try...since I nearly killed myself with the booze a few weeks I'm out of those games and will just drink normally (well, normally for me). On the way, she was already drunk and being a nuisance, playing Johnny Rebel songs through her phone in the presence of black people at the bus stop, telling groups of muslims to fuck off. Apart from that though, I swear we never stopped laughing. I always enjoy drinking with her.
The legendary drinker was an OK guy, got on like a house on fire. He was in the pub and there was a couple there with him who were attending too, some hippy guy with dreadlocks who had his head in the clouds and an insane drunk woman who I later learned had brain damage from a car accident. I was not surprised when I heard this. [cont]