I was living in Kent, Ohio in the nineties. For the time being I was living in a boarding type house with another girl down the hall. The first bedroom was for rent. The girl down the hall let another girl move in. She was kind of trashy but, liked cool music. Later her boyfriend moved in. He was a big redneck dude. Real sleazy. One night my friend and I bought mescaline from him and bailed to the bar. That dude was the last person you would want to trip with. I drank about ten pitchers of beer and was really wordy with this tall dark haired chick. Later we went back to the house and crashed from the trip. Another night the girl who lived there with me before these two moved in asked me to get bill money from the redneck sleaze ball. This dude was scary. So, one night I grabbed my knife and put it in the small of my back and told him we needed the bill money. He didn't seem happy but, said, okay. I went back to my room to go to bed. I heard him freak out in the living room, yelling and screaming. I went to bed with my knife at my side. Not long after, they moved out and so did I.
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Dj Lipton