but unless they hit you first then your really just being a bully.
I often dream of getting jumped by some 14 year olds and getting the opportunity to really teach the truth to the youth.
Are you… Batman!?
They threw cans at him first. Now he didn’t say what cans, which only supports my theory that it was really a girl that threw her cans at him. But he also didn’t disclose the contents of those cans. Was it milk? Soda? Tea? The brand name indicates intent. If I throw a can of Sprite at you I’m saying “sup, brother”. But if it’s a can of RC I might as well be fucking your mother right in front of you. It’s all about canned context.
Contents of the can were Rockstar. So yeah, it was a vicious gang of kids, hopped up on caffeine and sugar.
I don’t need violence to initiate some violence of my own. I ain’t some pussy waiting for shit to go down before I kick it into gear. Fucking being reactionary.
Jion_Wansu: SoVi3t:So I head over to pickup my laundry, and on the way four young ruffians about twelve years of age come up and ask me for a smoke. They were some sort of Euro or muslim or gypsies on bikes. I mention that the one smoke I have is my only one. They start whining and begging, and I already know they will be trouble, and I inform them I just brought the one. I start walking on past towards the laundromat, and they start slowly following, inching closer and closer. So I put my hand in my pocket, and pull out my knife, and they start backing the fuck off. The wannabe alpha asks if he can kill my smoke. I say sure, then kill it, drop it on the ground, and step on it. He then asks if I have the time. I tell him no, you may not steal my cell phone.
Go in, grab my laundry, and think I am safe with the company of others. But no, they idiots come in the front door, and start throwing cans of soda at me, missing terribly (got my laundry all bag wet though, laundry was fine!). Then they run out the door. But there are four of them, and just one door. The first gets out fine, but the last three stooges fight over who can leave first. I ended up grabbing the last one by the collar, and yanking him back in the store and to the ground while his friends speed off on bikes, unaware I got one of their junior mafia.
I then proceeded to kick him in the fucking face until he was bleeding and the people in the store pulled me away. Then I casually grabbed my laundry, spit on him, and walked home.
Fuck anybody who isn’t me. Especially if they’re younger than me, or older than me.
You lucky you didn’t do this in the US, because one of them woulda pulled out a gun and shot you. Guaranteed!
That would have only made me mad
a gun would make you dead… Not mad, you were already mad.
SoVi3t: Jion_Wansu: SoVi3t:So I head over to pickup my laundry, and on the way four young ruffians about twelve years of age come up and ask me for a smoke. They were some sort of Euro or muslim or gypsies on bikes. I mention that the one smoke I have is my only one. They start whining and begging, and I already know they will be trouble, and I inform them I just brought the one. I start walking on past towards the laundromat, and they start slowly following, inching closer and closer. So I put my hand in my pocket, and pull out my knife, and they start backing the fuck off. The wannabe alpha asks if he can kill my smoke. I say sure, then kill it, drop it on the ground, and step on it. He then asks if I have the time. I tell him no, you may not steal my cell phone.
Go in, grab my laundry, and think I am safe with the company of others. But no, they idiots come in the front door, and start throwing cans of soda at me, missing terribly (got my laundry all bag wet though, laundry was fine!). Then they run out the door. But there are four of them, and just one door. The first gets out fine, but the last three stooges fight over who can leave first. I ended up grabbing the last one by the collar, and yanking him back in the store and to the ground while his friends speed off on bikes, unaware I got one of their junior mafia.
I then proceeded to kick him in the fucking face until he was bleeding and the people in the store pulled me away. Then I casually grabbed my laundry, spit on him, and walked home.
Fuck anybody who isn’t me. Especially if they’re younger than me, or older than me.
You lucky you didn’t do this in the US, because one of them woulda pulled out a gun and shot you. Guaranteed!
That would have only made me mad
a gun would make you dead… Not mad, you were already mad.
nope
Needs more gifs, a China Wall of gifs
never change, soviet.
never change, soviet.
Big disagree. The skies the limit, all I do is improve. When I woke up today, I felt improved.
I need to kick people more often. Whenever I fight somebody and punch them, my knuckles and hands feel it the next few days. Kick a dude in the noggin’? My feets feel fine.
dont disagree with me
I had someone ask me the time and I pulled out my cell phone. No one wants to jack a blackberry, lol.
I had someone ask me the time and I pulled out my cell phone. No one wants to jack a blackberry, lol.
I remember them coming to my college trying to get dudes to go there for internships, and people just laughing at them while pulling out iPhones. Meanwhile their stock was falling faster than a child around my fists of rage.