No, I Didn’t Throw A Crayon At You


Yeah. Random. I’m at Friendly’s with Greg and Marc yesterday and we’re sitting there minding our own business. Of course the two year old idiot Marc decides he wants crayons to color things. Anyway were’ over there doing nothing and this guy behind us sitting with his girlfriend goes psycho on us. He accused me of throwing a crayon at him, and I never did. It was weird thought because the way my arm was on the table, it looked like I may have thrown something, so I was like oh shit I’m framed. Anyway he was ready to start shit but we all ignored him. His girlfriend told him to that no one threw anything and he responded something like “No bitch. It didn’t come from the sky” and then continued to verbally abuse her. Crazy ass person over there. Why would I throw a crayon at someone not bothering me? Ok, I think I’ll throw something at someone twice my size so he can kick my ass. Honestly…