Nineteen ninety eight. Yeah, that sounds about right. I was just hanging out at my sisters waiting for her kids birthday party to over with.
Always the same bullshit. A whole shitload of little bastards running around, getting in my way and pissing me off. I had better shit to be doing, i could be fucking one of the bitches on my list or at the least be drinking a few shots at the bar, but fuck it what could i do.
I was trying to watch the last quarter of the football game through the screaming and whining coming from the group of kids in the next room, while polishing off nearly my full case of beer. If i run out of beer i’ll lose my fucking mind, i thought to myself.
Just then there was a loud knock at the door.
My names glenda, she said after i opened the door, i’m here for the party.