Originally Posted by
Born To Kill
1986...
I pulled a Cheddar Bob on myself...only with a knife...
During the Texas Chainsaw Massacre II...
Drank way, way too much Old Grandad...straight...
Then went to the movies with these two chicks...I'd fucked em both before, but this wasn't gonna be one of those nights so I decided to get drunk as shit since there was no chance of play.
Anyway...
We're watching the movie...that cat on screen is picking at his head with a wire coat hanger and eating what he picks off...
The movie's going...shit's creepy...
That plate headed self flesh eater is fucking around with his staright razor...
Naturally, in my drunken state...I have to pull out the knife I had on me at the time...about a 6 inch, sharp on both sides, boot knife...
I'm waving the shit in the air...sitting in the theater...
Both the girls I'm with are like, "Damn...put that shit down! Put that shit outta sight, someone's gonna call security!" Blah, blah, blah...
So, after a few minutes of them bitching at me, I'm like, "Fine! You want me to put the knife down, I'll put the fuckin knife down!!!"
Now, I thought I was gonna slam the blade down into the theater seat...specifically the arm rest...
But I guess in my drunken state...I misjudged...plus, it's dark in a theater...
So I ended up sinking that blade about 2 inches into my right thigh.
Shit was standing straight up...
The girls wigged the fuck out...I pulled the knife outta my leg like it was no thang...and it prolly wasn't, I couldn't feel a thing (Ole Grandad)...
But the girls dragged me outta the theater anyway...blood soaking that pants leg almost all the way to my shoes...
Somewhere along the way I blacked out...can't remember shit...
Maybe loss of blood and all the booze, I dunno.
Just know I woke up the next day, in my own bed...
T shirt still on, pants off and wounded leg bandaged makeshift-like with a towel and gauzetape...
Turns out my girls drove me home, I passed out in the car...
They managed to get me upstairs to my apartment, get my pants off and tend to the wound as best as they could...
But then they left my ass there...didn't stay to see that I'd be aight.
Bitches!
Whatever though...I was a raging drunk ass that night. I deserved it!
There's my story.
Unless you wanna count all the Rocky Horror Picture Shows I saw at Midnight...cats dressing up like the characters...us throwing toast and firing water guns in the air...
DOING THE FUCKIN TIME WARP!!!
Anyone here old enough to have done that shit over Rocky Horror?