Boom
I got nothin'
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First story:
I'm at a friend's house for a party. It's pretty crowded. Suddenly, I feel the craps upon me. I look over and notice that there is a line of girls outside the bathroom door. Seeing as how it was a girl's house, and because I couldn't wait much longer, I decided the gentlemanly thing to do would be to run back to my house (a five minute walk from there), and do my business within my own walls.
Between my house and her house, there is a little park area. Naturally, I decided to cut through there and save myself some much-needed time.
So I'm walking through the park, and this man approaches me. I keep myself from making eye contact. He stops in front of me and says, "Give me your wallet." In the back of my mind, I know that I only have two cents in my wallet. Knowing this wouldn't appease him, I outright told him, "I don't have any money." What happened next transpired so quickly that I couldn't react until it had all taken place.
As soon as I had finished speaking, the man punches me in the left cheek and shoves me onto the ground, and starts running away. As I fell, I landed on my ankle awkwardly. By the time I look up, he's already out of sight. Well, that was fun. And I never did get to take that ****.
Second Story:
Again, another party. There were so many cars parked on the street that I had to park my own around the block. At about one in the morning, I head back to my car.
I'm walking past a Burger King along the way. Next door to the Burger King is this ****** excuse for a bar. Exiting the bar were three drunk men. From a distance, I can see them laughing like idiots, and simultaneously taking off their shirts. First thing to run through my mind is, "Great." They're walking next to each other, taking up the entire sidewalk. As we pass, I start walking off the curb to get out of their way. Again, avoiding eye contact.
Just as we pass, the guy closest to me says, "What's up?" Without saying anything else, and before I could respond, he punches me in the back of the neck, and they continue walking, laughing. I stumbled forward a bit, but kept from falling over. Seeing as how the odds were against my favor, I shrugged it off and kept walking. Some distance gets put between us, and then I hear the guy yell back "WHAT THE ****?!" I turn around and see him stopped, looking back at me, with him arms up, like he expected me to come back and challenge them. I laughed out loud, waved, and continued walking back to my car.
My Life.
Discuss it.
I'm at a friend's house for a party. It's pretty crowded. Suddenly, I feel the craps upon me. I look over and notice that there is a line of girls outside the bathroom door. Seeing as how it was a girl's house, and because I couldn't wait much longer, I decided the gentlemanly thing to do would be to run back to my house (a five minute walk from there), and do my business within my own walls.
Between my house and her house, there is a little park area. Naturally, I decided to cut through there and save myself some much-needed time.
So I'm walking through the park, and this man approaches me. I keep myself from making eye contact. He stops in front of me and says, "Give me your wallet." In the back of my mind, I know that I only have two cents in my wallet. Knowing this wouldn't appease him, I outright told him, "I don't have any money." What happened next transpired so quickly that I couldn't react until it had all taken place.
As soon as I had finished speaking, the man punches me in the left cheek and shoves me onto the ground, and starts running away. As I fell, I landed on my ankle awkwardly. By the time I look up, he's already out of sight. Well, that was fun. And I never did get to take that ****.
Second Story:
Again, another party. There were so many cars parked on the street that I had to park my own around the block. At about one in the morning, I head back to my car.
I'm walking past a Burger King along the way. Next door to the Burger King is this ****** excuse for a bar. Exiting the bar were three drunk men. From a distance, I can see them laughing like idiots, and simultaneously taking off their shirts. First thing to run through my mind is, "Great." They're walking next to each other, taking up the entire sidewalk. As we pass, I start walking off the curb to get out of their way. Again, avoiding eye contact.
Just as we pass, the guy closest to me says, "What's up?" Without saying anything else, and before I could respond, he punches me in the back of the neck, and they continue walking, laughing. I stumbled forward a bit, but kept from falling over. Seeing as how the odds were against my favor, I shrugged it off and kept walking. Some distance gets put between us, and then I hear the guy yell back "WHAT THE ****?!" I turn around and see him stopped, looking back at me, with him arms up, like he expected me to come back and challenge them. I laughed out loud, waved, and continued walking back to my car.
My Life.
Discuss it.
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. Make that thirty minutes and you'd be more on track.
