Last night was a major party night. I couldn’t help myself. I simply got in my vehicle and shouted at foids while doing a shitty pizza delivery job I found to make money for weed. One of them had her father nearby, and he gave me the finger. I simply gave him a weird look and flipped him off back. He threatened to delete me, but I was gone. All I did was ask “hey Stacy, where’s Chad?” to the group of toilets
