Me and cheap guy down by the schoolyard

i saw scott peterson (the nice one) last night at his house. beer and basketball and baseball and pizza and comments and observations and fuck i just remebered that i got drunk and promised that i would recount the first time i met him and how he made me cry. crack the knuckles, i have purpose. it was in the halcyon (i knew that) first months maybe march days of2003, at the residence of whom i will refer to here as smooches the baboon, a woman i was infatuatated with for the third time. being that it was the third time, i was trying my best to impress her with feets of strength (couldn't think of a way to finish the pun joke...add it if you can do better) and outstanding manners and irresistible handsomness and humblness. we were still quite awakward around each other, s. glass and s. baboon. Anyways, s. baboon and her roommates were having a party where their friends came over. i proceeded to get drunk and am sure i did not eat dinner. mind you i was a indian alone in cowboy country. drunk ,no dinner, nervous, i dropped a drink and it spilled everywhere. in the ensuing moments of people laughing or not noticing, a short man with black hair who i knew to be scott peterson walked up to me and pointed at me and said, "you better clean that up." i being an indian alone in cowboy country, drunk, no dinner, nervous, went outside and cried and called my sister, drunkenly proclaiming that motherfuckers don't know who i am and where i am from. dogfood (sister of s. glass told me to grow some balls). smooches came outside and asked me what was wrong and i told her the harrowing tale of him drunkenly mentioning that i should clean it up. she couldn't tell me striaght out that it was no big deal, considering we were in that period when one has no faults nor a temper. so i finished crying, went back inside and probably got more drunk. but peterson made me cry the first night. we became acquaintances when we both went to the same graduations and hung out and we would see each other in the street and shake hands. now he takes care of my dad's dog. go figure.