The Gifted Lemons of Life

after a few brews and/or drinks... I never thought I'd be that guy. My older brother's best friend died in a wreck caused by a drunk driver. It wasn't pretty. I was just a kid when it happened, bit it's always sucj with me. At the same time, I was less than a mile from my house and I left for what I percieved to be virtuous reasons. This asshole was trying to get in a fight over a beerpong game. A FUCKING BEERPONG GAME. I've decided that enough is enough, I can't keep pretending like I belong in the same group as that. YEAH MAN WIN THE GAME. YEAH MAN BEAT THAT FUCKER UP. YEAH MAN FUCK BITCHES. Seriously, I was wishing that everyone didn't have to be such douches all the fucking time. That society wouldn't have told us that being reasonable was feminine. That some blockhead could comprehend the morality of his actions.