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True story from back in the day. Actually just a week ago.

submitted by PeckerwoodPerry to tellupgoat_based_edition 3 monthsJan 23, 2024 15:38:54 ago (+23/-1)     (tellupgoat_based_edition)

Monday is date night for the wife and I. We start off at a farmers market to buy our weekly groceries, then we hit the local watering hole for a few beers and a couple rounds of darts. Cricket specifically, but that's irrelevant to the story.

So last Monday we get to the market and as we're walking in some older liberal shit was blocking the sidewalk with his bike. I hate this inconsiderate bullshit. I'm walking with my wife, we're holding hands. I let go for a second to maneuver around this knuckle head. I look back and dickhead blocked her path even more with his bike so she has to go into the street to get get around. While I'm waiting for her to catch up, this fucker runs his bike tire into the back of my foot. Now I'm done with his shit. I squared up on him and asked him "Alright man, what's your fuckin problem?" Immediately he shrinks. "I don't have a problem" he says. By this time wifey has caught up and she's got a vice grip on my arm, so I turn to go about my business. After a couple steps I hear from behind me "you'd know if I did, man". End of story, everyone clapped.

What the fuck kinda pussy shit is that, ramming your bike into a complete stranger? I let it go because I didn't want to ruin date night. Would've, should've, could've yada yada, but I'm getting tired of inconsiderate assholes and their passive aggressive cunt fuckery. That's all I got to waste your time with.

Nigger.


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Fuck date night.
Farmers market.
What do you expect?
Shoulda knocked him out.