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Fight much?

Conflict? I fight....verbally....with myself.

See the trick?

No one's going to throw hands if you are just the right touch of crazy.

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Must be the season, instead of good will, it brings out the evil in some, yesterday at Publix, I was reaching into the cooler to get two gallons of tea out, when Mister Ghetto Thug with his Ho, tried to walk between me and the Cooler, I didn't say anything but continued to put the Tea in the Cart, Mister Smell bad gets in my face for not moving out of his way, I still ignored him, then he shoved the Cart, enough is enough, I turned to him and Told him, "You touch this cart one more time you POS, Co** Sukg, Mutha Fkg, I'll stomp your Nasty A** into this floor right now." I think this tirade shocked him coming from a "Elderly old white dude" His Ho grabbed him by his arm and they started to back away, and I continued, "Yeah, you'd better back off S**t for brains, before you find out you're not as bad a** as you think" They left the area, looking back over their should I guess to make sure I was not following them. Mrs Target put me on time out and told me she'd finish doing the shopping and told me to go wait outside. I did go outside by the exit and waited, but I think they got away. I wanted to say so Bad, "I'm your Huckelberry, bring it on D**K head". I was mad all last night about it.. Why can't folks just leave others alone. Wife is still mad at me, she said I think everyone in Publix and outside heard you. But Hey, A Mans got to do what has to do. And these young Thugs just can't take no for an answer..
You are MY MAN
 
Last time I got mad enough to fight.. was at a match.. someone called me a mfer, or sob.. I can’t remember now exactly.. but I got so mad I honestly went deaf for a few minutes.. I challenged the dude to get in the ring with me, but he wouldn’t.. I’m glad now he didn’t now, because I was MAD ENOUGH I wouldn’t have stopped till he was dead.. that was a big factor in me retiring and the LORD TELLING ME TO GET OUT OR HE WOULD GET ME OUT HIMSELF
 
Had a guy lay drag to run a stop sign to get in front of me. Locked down the brakes but ended up flying up on him anyway. He then pulls off the road with his obviously preteen son in the passenger seat and begins yelling and cussing at me. When I didn’t give him the time of day he flips me off, gives me a few “**** you”s and peels off onto the interstate. Very strange encounter. Figure he’s on the way to a custody exchange or something so I guess he was in a mood.
 
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