Okay, I’m going to go over this slowly because Kendra is dumber than a box of rocks. Where in the hell does Nicole find these people?
The party in question was at a nearby farm. We all gathered there. We had a fucking cookout. Lots of us. Maybe 50 people.
Kyle arrived later than some. He had a cooler in the back of his utility vehicle. It contained beer and whatever else he brought to the fucking cookout.
This isn’t hard to understand.
Upon his arrival, he discovered that Mark, who also had come over in a utility vehicle, was going to take some folks over to Sneed’s because Linda couldn’t come to the cookout. She wanted to come but couldn’t. So some folks decided to go to her and yes, she had a new baby.
More people wanted to go than there was room for, so Kyle offered to take some folks.
Off they went.
I did not go then. I stayed right where I was.
About 45 minutes to an hour later, they came back, and by then a bunch of the rest of us wanted to go too, so both men offered to take a second load of us over. By then it was dusk, and by the time we drove past the Shitstead, it was dark.
After dark, you know, you assume that you’re just going to drive past people’s property. You can’t see much of anything. There’s nothing to photograph. You just drive by on the way to someplace else. What you don’t assume is that Fatass is going to come waddling out of the weeds, yelling, and plop his blob of self right in your path.
Kyle had not removed the cooler from the back of his utility vehicle. The beer was in the cooler. It’s completely legal to carry unopened beer in a cooler in the back of your vehicle.
Nobody was drunk. Nobody was buzzed. Nobody.
A grown man, especially one who is in good physical shape, can drink a couple of beers easily and still be well within the legal limits of blood alcohol level to drive. Neither driver had been drinking very much at all. It was just at dusk and shortly after. The cookout had just started.
I barely drink at all. Almost never. I had not a single drop of alcohol that whole evening, and that’s pretty typical for me. Occasionally, I do drink wine with meals, but very occasionally. A bottle of white wine in my fridge will often remain there for six months. I don’t get in cars with anyone who is drinking and driving. I enjoy living. I rode with Kyle quite willingly and with no questions about his sobriety. I was there.
The whole issue was that along with Joe, Mark sat in his vehicle and had a beer. They drank together, amiably actually. That’s the part Joe recorded. I was sitting there watching them. To my knowledge, that was the first beer Mark had had that entire evening.
It’s Nicole who keeps saying that we were drunk. She has no idea about that. She just made that up. She was not there. She was hiding in her shed, frantically calling the police who ignored her because it was all so stupid. Remember, Nicole’s definition of “drunk” is drinking anything at all. Anything. One drop = drunk. Wine with your meal? Drunk. Beer with a buddy? Drunk.
By her definition, Joe was plastered.
Notice something? Notice who lies about this? Notice who comments about it?
Not one single word from Joe. In fifteen months, he’s called me every name you can think of. He’s happily entered into discussions about my character, about what he thinks of this blog, about my friends, about his delusion that I’m somehow in contact with the sheriff and court system. But he has never once said, “Gee, you know, I didn’t have any beer. Nobody offered me a beer. I never drank a beer.” Never once.
Only Nicole says it. And she doesn’t come right out and say “Joe didn’t drink a beer. They are lying.” She dances all around it. She says you can’t hear Joe glugging away on the audio he recorded. She says that he drinks slowly, that’s he not a big beer drinker. But she doesn’t say, “Joe didn’t drink a beer.”
She just turns it into being about we had beer therefore we were all drunk.
But Kendra is all things to all people, it seems.
She’s had a bit of a transformation in the last year or so.
It just drives me crazy that anything N presents as fact then everyone on her page believes it and she is going to end up getting someone in serious trouble because they believed one of her lies.
Yeah. Wonder who would be so stupid as to believe the stuff that Nicole presents as fact?