Digitalldj Diaries

Here's part 1:


k, so start off i will introduce the characters taking place in this story

Tyler - My name

Mike - a sloppy stoner at the time, off smoking the smallest roach or the fattestsession, histerical laughter, insane ideas, and pretty much the stupidest shitu could ever imageine would come from this kid, laughing at totally innapropriate times, saying the wrong things to ppl etc.

Scott - a "i'm better than thow" stoner, likes blazing but doesnt like the ppl who do generally, he's a body builder who's brain is in his muscles but at the time, liked to smoke weed and laugh and have a good time with buddies like most ppl do.

Aaron - now aaron is the older brother of the house of 3, my friend who is the younger of the group, this is his brother, now i could not describe him in 1 small paragraph soi will have to kind of describe it over multiple stories, but anyways the guy has a very short fuse, and OVERANALYZES EVERY SINGLE SITUATION*** [NOW THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT, to explain it further, say if a girl walked by this guys house, and then came online on msn in this guys mind, this girl purposely walked by his house and then went on msn to like
"teasE" him, shit like that, but ALOT worse is most conditions, btw at the time while me Mike and scott were about 17, he was mm 23?

roch - aarons good friend for a long time

and the story begins...

the night started as most did, with me mike and scott picking up some weed, probably a 20 sac or an 8th and walking over to Aarons house [none of us had our own cars at the time] anyways, we show up and it's just pissing rain outside, like PISSING we walk in, show aaron the bud and show another guy who was over there, a friend of his, at this time everyones happy and all, and we go into his garage, and setup a little hotknife setup, which consisted of a Propane BBQ cylinder, a couple butter knives straight outa their kitchen drawers and a iron Anvil which we were taking the hits off...

anyways aarons friend who was over proceeded to serve us hits in the garage while aaron was then on the phone with an unknowen person, but while we were taking hits we could clearly see he was getting agitated on the phone...

anyways, aaron's friend leaves and me mike and scott proceed to hot knife the rest of the 8th of bud, with only about half a gram left, Aaron then walks in holding the portable phone clearly pissed off, anyways we serve him up a couple hits, and he's just fucked [he was quite the lightweight, but at times could smoke alot] so while we are sitting out in the garage the phone keeps ringing, and everytime he just looks as the call display and wont answer...

finnaly, mike being stupid and stoned asked him who was phoning and started to laugh

Aaron - "it's that fucking idiot roch...he wants me to move my car, it's fucking dead in the drive way, and he says his fucking faggot parents need to get in, MY CAR IS DEADIN THE PISSING RAIN AND HE WANTS ME TO FUCKING MOVE IT!"

ok..we then knew why he was pissed...it WAS raining very hard out, and aaron was dressed up in what would be considered a Designer suit....in the 80's, so obviously he didnt want to get it dirty.

So once again the phone rings, and he finnaly picks up..answering in the same calm tone everytime

Aaron - "Hello..."

Roch - "Fuck man, U HAVE TO MOVE YOUR FUCKING CAR, my parents need to get in"

Aaron still calm - "Can they not park out on the street? my car is dead and i will pick it up in the morning"

Roch - "NO MAN U NEED TO MOVE IT NOW"

Aaron - "ok...let me get this straight....u want me....to come over to your place...in THE FUCKING PISSING RAIN, RUIN MY 1200$ SUEDE FUCKING JACKET AND MY DRESS PANTS BECAUSE YOUR PRECIOUS FUCKING PARENTS CAN PARK ON THE FUCKING STREET!!!!!!!!?!? [absolutely screaming
at this point]

he then hangs up.
me and scott look at eachother and try so hard not to laughing being so fucking cooked, and then we look over at mike, he's got this huge smirk on his face, and as soon as we meet eyes with him, he burts out in laughter...

Aaron with a look of rage on his face looks over at mike and glares at him until mike somewhat controlls himself..about a minute later the phone rings again...he takes a look at the call display and then puts the phone down on the ground and let it stop ringing...

we then sit there speachless for another minute until the phone rings again...
aaron picks up...

aaron = [calm tone] "hello...."

Roch = man...u have too........

Aaron then chucks the phone across the garage smashing into like 20 spray paint cans, he then grabs a hockey stick, Throws it just over top of mikes head into the side of the garage housing paint, propane etc. he THEN grabs another stick, and smashes it twice through the garage door with 2 one handed swipes, like FAT Gashes in the front of the fucking huge garage door
he then picks up the peices of the phone, puts it back together, and heads into the house, meanwhile we hook up the hot knife setup again, and smoke the remaining 4-5 hits and have a good laugh thinking that it might have passed and aaron might be inside sleeping or or at least chilling....nope...

we pack up the setup and walk inside, pretty cooked and ready to chill
right when we walk in we see him with his head down pressed against his crossed arms which are laied on a counter in the kitchen, just standing there motionless as if he just found out his mom had died or somthing...

so anyways we just stand there looking at him kinda tripping out, to see if he's serious or just tryin to relax...but while we were standing there watching things took a turn for the worse lol...

as we watched him, the final nail was put in the coffin as the phone rang one last timewhich was wrapped up in his arms under his head

Aaron - "Hello"

Roch - "Aaron pleas...."

"SMASH"

he takes the phone, throws it right through the back window of his kitchen a window about 3X4 feet in size, he then grabs a knife outa the sink and stabs a hole in the Wall and cuts up the drywall nicely, absolutley FLIPPING OUT, SCREAMING about why roch is such a moron etc.he finnaly broke down and fell on the floor of his living room crying and smashing his fists the drywall of the closest wall to him

as we stood there watching, mike proceeded to sneakly grab a 1 litre cup full of chocolate milk and come back to stand next to us, when he came back me and scott looked at him with a kind of "WTF?" look, he slowly kept eye contact with us and raised the glass to his lips as we saw this we just said like "oh my god..." out loud, thats when mike proceeded to spit his whole mouth full of chocolate milk, all over the sobbing aaron on the floor, as well as drop the 1L cup onto a white carpet in the living room...

seeing that aaron was in a very vulnerable state, but also being very unpredictable, we decided to leave his sobbing, chocolate milk covered mess, and make a sneaky/quiet exitjust as we left, and closed the front door, only 1 sound was heard...

the sound of the house phone ringing once again.......

 

wow...aaron may of gone a little bit over the top...


good story though! i enjoy a good read everynow and then...keep them comin

 

man, that was gold, lol that mike dude, lol

anyway this aaron fella.. why did he get so cut up? why didnt he tell this roch dude to put his parents on teh phone, or just hang up whenever he run ? i mean why get angry lol specially when your ripped

ah well, i know how fuckin annoying it is when someone just keeps ringing

 

like all that shit that he did...like thats "aaron" to me

seriously, i've never met anyone in my entire life that would be harder to explain his inner workings, his mind is just so fucked up like he cant be around ppl because he suspects them of going behind his back or being against him

because of that no one chills with him much, were mostly his brothers friends only though


BTW, after reading that it was kinda bland...i will type up a funny one later on

 

lol u saying that just reminded me of somthing that made me laugh out loud


one time at that same house, after a good night of drinking, i was so hammered and that family is SOO FUCKING CHEAP with food, they buy the shittiest food for munchin out etc. so i decided to pour myself a bowl of mini-wheats, for ppl who might not have mini wheats where they live they look like this:




so anyways, i pour myself a bowl, and sit down at the kichten table, Mike sitting directly across from me, to watch the TV that was on i had to turn my back to mike and look the other way

so, i watched tv for a bit, and then remebered about my mini wheats so i turned around to eat

just to find Mike with his dirty ass fucking hands in my bowl of mini-wheats, i'm talkin completely submerged

he then without laughing looks me right in the eyes, and takes his hand full of mini-wheats and puts them in his mouth and begins to chew...

i'm just like "oh....my.......god...."

as soon as i said that, before he could laugh or do anything, he Spit the whole mouth full of mini wheats in my face, and fell off his chair laughing on the floor of what sounded like a Banshee screaming

 

That Mike dude sounds a lot like I get when I'm stoned. I can't stop laughing at the most serious moments. That's funny as shit.

 

Shit, I just fuckin laughed sooo hard for like 3 minutes.

That mike dude is the SHIT

 

Mike should have his own sitcom.

 

he's like kramer from sienfeld lol

i could write so much shit on him, fucking kid went INSANE on shrooms before, like if police had found him he woulda been in a mental asylum

 

Hahaha, thats rediculous. Did aaron own that house or was he trashing his parent's place or someplace he rented? And how old were most of you for these stories?

Good stuff, though, I can only imagine some of the other shit that happened with your little troup of characters =P

 

Sounds exactly like all the crazy situations I've been in.

So tell me, how many times a day did this Mike guy get beaten up?

 

MORE MORE MORE lol these are so funny dude plz write more

 

suprisingly he was a scapper

he was like 6'3 200lbs, and was a pretty good fighter, so no one really messed with him even if he was annoying the hell outa ppl

the one time he went crazy on shrooms though, the scott guy in that story had to punch him in the head and give him a nice shiner to calm him down

 

aaron was the older brother that lived in the house with the younger brother [my friend] and his dad, who wasnt home at the time, but yea it was still their home lol

 

whose aaron's younger bro, mike or scott.......

 

he's not in that story, his younger bro's name is darcy

 

I'm glad my name isn't Darcy. That would be shitty.

 

ya...everyone would call you 'Darc' all the time lol

 

Hey 1 question dj, if all your times with weed have been this exiting why did you give it up man?

 

mm i dunno,i guess it seems that part of my life has kinda passed?

i dont hang around with many ppl that smoke weed anymore