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This "story" will only concern the locals of Enola, but people of all ages and locations
can understand the frustration that is built up by hearing something like this. This
is the concept where somebody is forced to tell a bad story thousands of times
because people insist on asking about something pointless and stupid. Not that
I necessarily blame them, because it's not a bad way to start conversation, but I'm
absolutely sick of hearing the story and I'm going to put it up so that I will hopefully
never have to hear it again. The story is extremely unspectacular. If you know Matt Pietropaoli (Pietro, Enola Legend), you will notice he is usually wearing a hat. The Pittsburgh native is also somewhat of a Steelers fan and usually sports a Steelers hat on our regular travels. The logo on the hat now has a blue background. Now this is the part where every asshole we meet asks, "Hey, why is your hat blue?" Unfortunately, the "who cares?" answer does not always suffice, and so we must go into the story. And so... "One night, I was with Terry and Tony, and we were setting off fireworks. This one big firework shot out red, yellow (for white), and blue sparks. We figured out that if you hold something over the sparks, it changes that something into that particular color. So we held my hat over it and it turned blue." After I heard this for the third time, I started to flip out every time I heard it again, telling the story in my head along with Pietro. It was agonizing...hearing voices you don't want inside your head that happen to be your own. Torture. After the story is told, everyone stares blankly, unsure of what to say to such a stupid story and a complete waste of time...but yet it happens every effing time we encounter a new douche-bag. So please, please, don't ask Pietro why his Steelers hat is blue. At least not while I'm around. Seriously, I think I'm going to attack the next person that does it. It's been a while since anyone has felt the Ninja wrath. |
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