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Poor Jimmy
Jul 25th
So my friend Jimmy from Phoenix just sent me this text:
“That’s my foot…and apparently the remnants of my nail-girl’s recent pregnancy. Really Kim???! Cover it up!!”
See the photo attached to this text.
Thanks Jimmy.
Nick’s Greatest Moments: The Bicycle Incident
Mar 5th
In 2002 I lived in Phoenix with my friend Jimmy, and I worked at Trader Joe’s about 4 miles from our home. I’ve never owned a car, so I would ride my bike to and from work. This specific Trader Joe’s was located in the parking lot of a large mall which I had to ride thru to get home.
One day I was leaving work around 10pm at night, and riding my bike thru the parking lot like I always do. As usual there were a lot of douche bags in cars that would honk at me, as if I was doing something wrong by riding my bike. I’m guessing these Phoenix types aren’t used to seeing people outside, seeing as it is so fucking hot there. As I was about to exit the mall parking lot this black BMW rolled up next me driving very slowly. Next thing I know I hear muffled gun shots… kind of like if someone had a silencer on their gun. I thought to myself, “holy shit… these bitches are trying to shoot me”. I started peddling faster, and they kept shooting. I heard one ricochet off my bike, and another flew by my ear. I decided I need to jump off this bike, and hide behind some bushes. Being in Arizona though, they don’t have any damn bushes, all they have is cactus!
Then it happened!
I got hit in the back near my right shoulder. I jumped off my bike, and fell into some rocks. The pain was unbelievable. I reached around to check my wound, and I could feel the blood all over my back. I pulled my hand back in front of me to see the blood, but it wasn’t red. It was pink! These assholes shot me with a paintball gun. I looked up at the car, and I could hear them all laughing. I instantly got pissed. Since I worked for Trader Joe’s I had a box cutter on me, so I pulled it out, exposed the razor blade, and ran for the BMW. Before I could reach it though, it screeched away down the street.
When I got home Jimmy had a good laugh over my experience, and so did the man-whore I caught him with. (That’s right… I said it).
And that… is one of Nick’s Greatest Moments.
