The other night, armed with cameras, phones and a notebook The Village People (my fellow residents of Newport Village Apartments) and I ventured out looking for blog material. To say we were successful in our mission would be an understatement. That night provided more material than I know how to cover. Plus, I have now added a video component, as sometimes the real thing cannot be recreated.
However, I am going to start by sharing the end of the night.
On Friday night I was informed by Bear, one of the Village People, that the first night I hung out at the hot tub he has won $100.00 based on a bet as to whether or not I was a lesbian. (To reaffirm he said I was not a lesbian).
On Saturday night I had the opportunity to meet the man with whom he made this gamble. I had the honor and the privilege of encountering Martin Disney, the Biggest Douche on the Planet.
Martin, who sometimes bets people about the time of day, wagered a game of pool with Bear. The rest of us migrated across the bar to watch the rivalry. Martin rarely spoke to me except to say, “shut the fuck up bitch.”
Offended to say the least, Martin, who is so deeply in the closet, started out as annoying yet amusing. By the third time he said it to me I wanted to punch him. Yet, he still seemed benign and when he assumed that Diane—who is engaged to marry Max--is going to wed Doc he revealed his pathetic and clueless nature.
It turned bad when he asked me a personal question that I did not feel comfortable answering. Those who know me can attest that I am not shy and rarely withhold anything. Maybe it is because he has spent much of the day telling me to, “shut the fuck up bitch” that caused me to not want to open up? Maybe it was because what he asked was simply none of his business? May it was his insistence that I answer like it was his God given right to know? In the end the why doesn’t not matter. Please click on the links below to get the rest of the story.
(Please note these links are rated R due to their adult content)
bit.ly/Martin2
The Beginning of the End
bit.ly/b5Bk3b
The Man will not Give UP
bit.ly/Martin3
The Ugly End
Also available on my You Tube Channel adyksterhouse
I ran into a neighbor yesterday and told him I met Martin. His response was, “I bet he kept telling you to shut the fuck up bitch.” It seems that everywhere Martin goes he encounters “bitches” that tells to keep quiet. I wonder how he does with the women? Yep, and the problem was me….
Am I insane but if you tell a stranger you do not wish to discuss something shouldn’t they let it go. Drop it.
I am interested in knowing your thoughts about Martin The Biggest Douche on the Planet. Do you know any one who can rival Martin?
There seems to be something missing from the story. I really get that this guy was a complete tool toward you, and he pissed you off. That's apparent in videos.
ReplyDeleteHowever, what's missing is what set this guy off?
What had this guy say continue to say, "shut the fuck up, bitch?" We're you making snide comments, or does this guy have some unfortunate form of Tourette's Syndrome?
What prompted him to follow you around after you told him leave and you called him a douche bag?
I'm also wondering, if you hung out with a man named Bear, why didn't he step up and ask this guy to leave you alone? I was feeling concerned for your physical well-being. I would have started to talk to the guy to get him to buzz off.
It's going to be entertaining to see what new videos you add. :)
@ Dave, I do not know that he is pissed off at me....I think the incident goes back to his mom....I didn't do anything.
ReplyDeleteAs for Bear, he and my friend Diane were there but given the purpose of the whole outing was for the blog we had to let the chips fall where they may.....If we had told him to buzz off I wouldn't have had a blog!