(Reaction to counter culture)
Oh my God guys, I just had the worst night of my LIFE.
So I was hanging out around downtown Boston. I think it was around the 1950's? Yeah, definitely the 1950's. Anyways, I was just sitting outside, eating a BLT at some diner with a frosty malt, when I see these shady characters hanging out across the street. Being the model citizen I am, I throw a hundred-dollar bill down by my half-eaten sandwich and chug the malt, pushing open the doors. I follow the two, both clothed in black with peculiar facial hair and hat choice. They lead me to this grimy little dive on the outside of town. Inside I'm assaulted by the smell of cheap coffee and cigarettes. Well, at least, cheap in my book. If they cost less than $20 then they're practically trash in my opinion.
Anyway, I'm standing there, when this woman steps up onto a little podium in the center of the room. The crowd goes silent, all looking up to her with expectation in her eyes.
It was at this moment when I realized that I was in a room full of communists and they were about to do a ritual.
"Life." Began the she-devil, obviously about to go into those 'poem' things I've heard warnings about.
I was already out the door.
Pretty scary, right? Like. How DARE they have different opinions from us normal people??!
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