I’m Glad You Lost Your $80

It’s about 4:30am and I’m at my friends who is having an afterhours get together with a bunch of people after the bar.  Everybody is partying having a good time.  That’s when dumbass starts with her bullsh!t.  She comes up to me and I have no idea who she is.  She asks me to show her what’s in my pockets.  I think she’s kidding and continue talking to my friend.  Then she says it to me again only this time she explains why.  Apparently this idiot left her purse in some room while random people are coming in and out all night, and she’s stumbling drunk smoking cigarettes out on the deck.  So I show her my pockets and pull out $40 and the finger from a Japanese hooker I just tortured and killed to which she said nothing.  By the way, if this were at my house instead, she would have been berated until she left crying histerically.  Then she goes around to everybody else and has them show their pockets.  I guess she thinks that is the only place someone would put her fucking $80 after they took it.  Morons.