Reminds me of the time me and a couple buddies introduced ourselves to our new next door neighbors, which just happened to be this prep fraternity called SAE. We chilled with them for a little bit, drank a few beers. They invited us to come to a party they were having that night. Promises of *****es and beer. So ten o'clock rolls around, and I decide to go ahead and head over early, as my buddies are still getting ready. I get there and start talking to the guy I met earlier in the day. I'm like "Hows the party goin?" To which boy-band responds "Party? what party? There aint no party here." then quickly proceeds to avert eye contact, walk away from me without saying a word, and start macking on some drunk coed, acting like I didn't even exist. I walk calmly back across the street and fill in my buddies on the situation. About 15 minutes later I roll back over with about 5 other guys (brick shit-houses), and walk up to the guy I was talking to earlier. "Whats up man? Hows the party goin?" I repeat a second time. "Ugghh...(kids eyes get big as dinner plates) Good man! Good! Glad you could make it! You guys can go grab a beer if you want.." . Turned out to be a good time. Met alot of new people, and got stoned out of my gord. Point is, I don't know about you, but I wouldn't take shit from no boy-band. If they didn't want you there, they should have asked you politely, and kept their peace, as you did in return. I'd wait till you found one of those guys alone, beat him down, get on top of him, and proceed to give him a good, long lecture on common courtesy.
