Did you read in the news recently about the man behind Kony 2012 losing his mind? Apparently he was running around the streets naked after suffering 'a mental breakdown'. Some comedian Patton Oswalt (no idea who he is, but his comment was hilarious) reportedly said, “In Jason Russell's defense, who DOESN'T celebrate a video going viral by jerking off in public?”.
Anyways just bringing that up for lulz. But this 'jerking off in public' incident reminds me of another incident that took place at my apartment complex a couple years ago. It was the weekend, and as usual a bunch of us were at my apartment for dinner and drinks. I was near the entrance of my apartment, when I heard a high pitched squeal. For a moment, I thought one of the guys had had a strong drink and were letting out their exhilaration. I was about to tell them to knock it off because it was nerve wrenching when someone thudded on the door like they had wolves behind them. I calmly opened the door to see a girl scared out of her wits rattling on about a guy in her patio. Generally this would be a scene from a movie (horror or comedy or 'something else') when a beautiful young girl arrives at the door of an apartment where there's a bunch of (drunk) guys ready to rescue the damsel in distress. Although the knight to damsel ratio was a little iffy here, it looked pretty good in the slightly inebriated minds of the 'knights'.
So we all got up and went to her apartment while she called 911. The place looked pretty uneventful. Her story was that apparently some man with dark skin (read black guy) was in her patio and 'touching himself' while looking at her. As usual my friend Prad came up with the most inappropriate things to say like, "... shouldn't you take that as a compliment?" Nevertheless all of us bravely stood around to prevent any further incidents (abiding strictly to the Code of Chivalry). Meanwhile another friend of mine, who is black, arrived at a very wrong time which is about the same time one would think it would take someone to run from someone's patio and come round the front. Obviously this led to more inappropriate jokes like Prad asking him if he was in anyone's patio recently.
We still held our ground waiting to provide any support needed to the damsel. This resolute stand was abruptly ended when the damsel's boyfriend arrived and the knights slinked away back to their apartment.
Moral of the story: Damsels in distress and knights fighting dragons are not only an exaggerated analogy which only exists in fairy tales, but if you think its happening to you, don't get your hopes up about impressing the damsel, because the unicorn called the boyfriend is always waiting to come in and you will be left completely in the sidelines with not even so much as a thank you or a smile of acknowledgment. So don't waste your time; just amuse yourself by making jokes like Prad does.
Anyways just bringing that up for lulz. But this 'jerking off in public' incident reminds me of another incident that took place at my apartment complex a couple years ago. It was the weekend, and as usual a bunch of us were at my apartment for dinner and drinks. I was near the entrance of my apartment, when I heard a high pitched squeal. For a moment, I thought one of the guys had had a strong drink and were letting out their exhilaration. I was about to tell them to knock it off because it was nerve wrenching when someone thudded on the door like they had wolves behind them. I calmly opened the door to see a girl scared out of her wits rattling on about a guy in her patio. Generally this would be a scene from a movie (horror or comedy or 'something else') when a beautiful young girl arrives at the door of an apartment where there's a bunch of (drunk) guys ready to rescue the damsel in distress. Although the knight to damsel ratio was a little iffy here, it looked pretty good in the slightly inebriated minds of the 'knights'.
So we all got up and went to her apartment while she called 911. The place looked pretty uneventful. Her story was that apparently some man with dark skin (read black guy) was in her patio and 'touching himself' while looking at her. As usual my friend Prad came up with the most inappropriate things to say like, "... shouldn't you take that as a compliment?" Nevertheless all of us bravely stood around to prevent any further incidents (abiding strictly to the Code of Chivalry). Meanwhile another friend of mine, who is black, arrived at a very wrong time which is about the same time one would think it would take someone to run from someone's patio and come round the front. Obviously this led to more inappropriate jokes like Prad asking him if he was in anyone's patio recently.
We still held our ground waiting to provide any support needed to the damsel. This resolute stand was abruptly ended when the damsel's boyfriend arrived and the knights slinked away back to their apartment.
Moral of the story: Damsels in distress and knights fighting dragons are not only an exaggerated analogy which only exists in fairy tales, but if you think its happening to you, don't get your hopes up about impressing the damsel, because the unicorn called the boyfriend is always waiting to come in and you will be left completely in the sidelines with not even so much as a thank you or a smile of acknowledgment. So don't waste your time; just amuse yourself by making jokes like Prad does.
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