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.
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