Brand new rant up – the first one in over two years… you know it’s gotta be good.

Last night I went to Bash nightclub with Maylene (and a few of her girls), this girlie I’ve been hanging out with for the last few days. She’s really sweet. Anyway, so I was wearing gray pants, a black button up shirt and a black tie with Tiggers on it that I got at a thrift store last year for a dollar. I went into the bathroom and this huge, black 6’8″ 300lb dude with an afro gives me a look. Here’s how the conversation went:

Huge dude:(aggressively) “Yo dog why are you wearing a tie?”
Peet:(without a moment’s hesitation) “Why the hell not, man?”
Huge dude:”You see anyone else wearing a tie?”
Peet:”Oh because no one else does it then I shouldn’t?”
Huge dude: “Whatever man… you look stupid.”
Peet:”Oh you think I look stupid out on the floor?”
Huge dude:”Yeah, what floor?”
Peet:”You know, the dance floor, at the club… you know we’re at a club, right? How about you battle me out there and we’ll see who looks stupid.”
At this point, I’m thinking holy crap, am I really saying this stuff to someone twice my size with his large friend standing next to him? oh well.
Huge dude:”Whatever man, keep wearin’ that tie.”
Peet:”You got it, bro.”

I’m still amazed that I didn’t freak out or anything when he confronted me. I dedicate that small but impressive performance of smack talk to my partner in crime, Colin. He will talk smack to anyone, anywhere. They could be 50 feet tall and he’d still talk to them like he could step on them and not notice. Yeah buddy.
For the rest of the night I danced with Maylene, but when Mr. Huge Dude and his boys came around, I went off on two black girls that were in a dance circle right in front of him. I backed it up on them and was shaking and freaking ‘em like crazy. The girls and their friends just kept saying “Daaamn… I can’t do that.” and then I battled a few of Afroman’s friends and just killed ‘em. One of them was pretty good, a very worthy competitor. It was really a good time. Man, I gotta get into more small squabbles with dudes twice my size more often, it’s so liberating! Heh.

Cut to someone else at my computer posting on g27 because some giant dude stomped me at a club the night before and my next-of-kin has to post for me due to my untimely demise. Ha.

Listening to: Usher – If I Want To