I don't pick fights where I go to school, I don't pick fights anywhere, but I have a difficult time tolerating a prick who wants to pick a fight with me. Especially, when that person really has no intention of fighting anyone. Just putting on an act.
A kid proves just how much of a little bitch he really is when he calls someone out in the middle of a busy parking lot or intersection. They know very well that they're in a place where a fight is least likely to happen. I've seen a guy get out of his car, charge after another guy who gets out of his car, only to stand there and bitch out. And of course, traffic gets pissed off because the two pussies are holding them up. Then, they both back down, get in their cars, and drive off.
I've had encounters with two such pansies in the last couple of years. Both put on their little tough guy act in busy traffic spots after I flipped them the bird for driving like idiots (and I will give a one-finger-salute to anyone who drives recklessly and misses my car by mere inches). Both backed down when I followed them into more secluded areas for several minutes, letting them know I was ready to go. The most pathetic incident happened very recently.
Kid backed his vehicle right up to mine, then encacted this exaggerated skit that involved opening his door and pretending he was going to run at me and then stopping himself. What's the point of this? Either you're ready to fight or you're not. And clearly, by making such an over-the-top move and hesitating, you're not.
I sit there, continuously flipping the bird, until the Mary gets back into his car and pulls off. I need a legal reason to knock his ass out in such a public place. So, I follow this bitch. I follow him for a couple of blocks!
There we are in the middle of Phelps Grove--there are no witnesses, no cameras, no crowds--and I'm on this kid's bumper. And he starts making all of these strange, random turn-offs, literally driving in circles. All the while, he pretends I'm not right on top of his vehicle. Where's the tough attitude? Pussy.
And where are all the tough guys on campus? Any time anyone has ever bumped into me I've gotten an "Excuse me!". It's called manners. People don't turn around and glare at you in anger when they've mistakenly bumped into you. Why do this in traffic? And when someone flips you the bird for being an inconsiderate jackass in traffic, suddenly you whip out the white gangbanger act.
Please! I want someone to get out of his car and run at me next time! I'm begging any potential punks out there! I've wanted this excuse for years!
Fighting on Campus...in our Cars
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Fighting on Campus...in our Cars
Dear Fucker.... You are my fuckin friend... And i hope u know thats fuckin true....No matter what the fuck happens.....I will stand the fuck by u...I will fuckin be there for u...... Whenever the fuck u need me....to lend a fuckin hand......to do a fucking good deed...so fuckin count on me....whenever the fuck u need me...fuck, I will always be there.....Even to the bitter fuckin end....send this promise to all your fuckin friends to show your fuckin friendship and watch who sends it the fuck back to u....and if they dont send it back.........FUCK THEM!
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i've been in a few of those situations, myself. and, yea, they piss me off. but i've always been a pretty easy-going guy and, though i do believe that violence has the ability to quell some of those types of problems, i continue to hold the higher position in those situations by keeping to myself until cornered with no other alternative. dipshits such as the aforementioned WILL get what's coming for them. care for an example?
i was in a walmart parking lot sitting in my car with a lady friend of mine - we were out running errands and such - when a white contour full of teenagers pulls around the corner and into view. the car stops perpendicular to my front end, and one of the kids sticks his head out the window "hey man, your bumper's falling off, YOUR BUMPER'S FALLING OFF!!!" so me, being rather naive, thought "ok let's check." sure enough, my bumper was fine, and the contour screeched away after the kids threw whatever it was the could find on the floor of their car at me - en empty mcdonalds cup, a newspaper, etc... i was pissed, but not ready to put someone in the hospital over it...
so i started my car and proceeded to take the nearest highway-intersecting street towards the highway enroute home. on my way to the highway i noticed that same contour full of teenagers, this time they were honking, cursing, making obscene gestures, etc toward both myself and laurie, the girl i was with. i gave them the bird, and they decided at that point that apparently they wanted to fight it out. what fuckbags....
they followed me through a few windy roads at relatively high rates of speed (i wasn't about to get into it with a bunch of mommy's boys with laurie in the car - i did manage, however, to keep her unknowing of the whole situation after the walmart lot), and even onto the highway. this is where my tale ends.
they were on my tail for about a mile in and out of lanes when i decided that it was getting a little rediculous. so i pulled into the slow lane and hit the brakes. they were still in the middle lane. as they passed me, they threw a glass beer bottle at my car, which shattered. they then accelerated past my car, and attempted to cut me off in order to get to a fast-approaching highway exit. they cut me off successfully, but as they veered onto the exit, they noticed that they were what appeared to me to be about 4 inches from the front end of an 18-wheeler that had taken the same exit. to avoid the semi, they turned onto the shoulder of the exit, but still going too fast, spun into an embankment between the highway itself and the exit. they hit the embankment at full force, and rolled. sideways. many many times.
i made sure that everyone walked away from that accident, because nothing that stupid is worth losing life over. but i couldn't ever help but think to myself regarding that incident that perhaps what went around finally came around.....
i was in a walmart parking lot sitting in my car with a lady friend of mine - we were out running errands and such - when a white contour full of teenagers pulls around the corner and into view. the car stops perpendicular to my front end, and one of the kids sticks his head out the window "hey man, your bumper's falling off, YOUR BUMPER'S FALLING OFF!!!" so me, being rather naive, thought "ok let's check." sure enough, my bumper was fine, and the contour screeched away after the kids threw whatever it was the could find on the floor of their car at me - en empty mcdonalds cup, a newspaper, etc... i was pissed, but not ready to put someone in the hospital over it...
so i started my car and proceeded to take the nearest highway-intersecting street towards the highway enroute home. on my way to the highway i noticed that same contour full of teenagers, this time they were honking, cursing, making obscene gestures, etc toward both myself and laurie, the girl i was with. i gave them the bird, and they decided at that point that apparently they wanted to fight it out. what fuckbags....
they followed me through a few windy roads at relatively high rates of speed (i wasn't about to get into it with a bunch of mommy's boys with laurie in the car - i did manage, however, to keep her unknowing of the whole situation after the walmart lot), and even onto the highway. this is where my tale ends.
they were on my tail for about a mile in and out of lanes when i decided that it was getting a little rediculous. so i pulled into the slow lane and hit the brakes. they were still in the middle lane. as they passed me, they threw a glass beer bottle at my car, which shattered. they then accelerated past my car, and attempted to cut me off in order to get to a fast-approaching highway exit. they cut me off successfully, but as they veered onto the exit, they noticed that they were what appeared to me to be about 4 inches from the front end of an 18-wheeler that had taken the same exit. to avoid the semi, they turned onto the shoulder of the exit, but still going too fast, spun into an embankment between the highway itself and the exit. they hit the embankment at full force, and rolled. sideways. many many times.
i made sure that everyone walked away from that accident, because nothing that stupid is worth losing life over. but i couldn't ever help but think to myself regarding that incident that perhaps what went around finally came around.....
"The art of life is the art of avoiding pain; and he is the best pilot, who steers clearest of the rocks and shoals with which it is beset."
-Thomas Jefferson, 12 October 1786
couldn't have said it any better, tommy...
-Thomas Jefferson, 12 October 1786
couldn't have said it any better, tommy...
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You helped them out of their car? It was good of you to do that. I don't think I could have been that nice.
Dear Fucker.... You are my fuckin friend... And i hope u know thats fuckin true....No matter what the fuck happens.....I will stand the fuck by u...I will fuckin be there for u...... Whenever the fuck u need me....to lend a fuckin hand......to do a fucking good deed...so fuckin count on me....whenever the fuck u need me...fuck, I will always be there.....Even to the bitter fuckin end....send this promise to all your fuckin friends to show your fuckin friendship and watch who sends it the fuck back to u....and if they dont send it back.........FUCK THEM!
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nah, didn't help them out of the car, just drove by a few times to make sure EMS crews got there, and subsequently saw them being helped from the car. and man o man was that car trashed.
"The art of life is the art of avoiding pain; and he is the best pilot, who steers clearest of the rocks and shoals with which it is beset."
-Thomas Jefferson, 12 October 1786
couldn't have said it any better, tommy...
-Thomas Jefferson, 12 October 1786
couldn't have said it any better, tommy...
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that's fuckin awesome man
i want a PA on my car. a semi-style airhorn would be cool, too...
i was at sunshine and glenstone one day going to work, and some dude with two chicks in his truck started rapping out loud to fellow roadgoers. i wanted to hop out of my car and beat his ass.
i want a PA on my car. a semi-style airhorn would be cool, too...
i was at sunshine and glenstone one day going to work, and some dude with two chicks in his truck started rapping out loud to fellow roadgoers. i wanted to hop out of my car and beat his ass.
"The art of life is the art of avoiding pain; and he is the best pilot, who steers clearest of the rocks and shoals with which it is beset."
-Thomas Jefferson, 12 October 1786
couldn't have said it any better, tommy...
-Thomas Jefferson, 12 October 1786
couldn't have said it any better, tommy...
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Re: Fighting on Campus...in our Cars
That's true. Most people only act like total bastards in places that they feel they can get away with it.Frank Castle wrote: They know very well that they're in a place where a fight is least likely to happen.
This shit should happen more often!