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

As much as that fag needed to be beaten half to death with the bike, congrats to you for taking your lady out for a nice evening instead of going to jail.

There is a time and place for everything and this wasn't it.

Funny thing is, it's a small world. You're likely to encounter him again, perhaps under different circumstances.

The saying "What comes around goes around" comes to mind.

Anyway, while I was waiting for the part of the story where the dude cried like a girl with part of the bike sticking out of him, I still clapped when you weren't goaded by some little jerk.

In a way, you could pity him, for that's more than likely the best he's got.

Hell, he's probably bragging to his faggot bros right now about how he stood up to some Nazi asshole who ran into his bike while getting the first non chemically-assisted boner in years.

Can you imagine such a pathetic existence?

Anyway, thanks for the story bro!

Take care :)

I always tell my wife to get the bail money ready. I can't deal with these psychos anymore. My tolerance is gone. I encountered one in the grocery store yesterday. Old liberal bitch(you could tell) had her buggie in the middle of the isle while squatting down reading cans, seen and heard us coming and didn't bother to move. I stood there patiently for 30 seconds or so and then pushed her buggy out my way and she got shitty and jerked her buggy and I said "lemme guess, a biden voter" and that bitches face turned blood red. I despise anyone who inconveniences me. I understand if its an accident or brain fart but just flatout no regards for others goes all through me. I do my best to not inconvenience anyone and if I accidentally do I apologize. Manners and all that.

Most people are on pharmaceutical drugs, be it xanax or adderal or other SSRI's and are not connected to reality. I fuckin hate'em. Upon leaving there is a 4-way stop sign. First one who stops goes then so on and so forth. Not anymore!! Its a gd free for all fuck you! Rude pos with no common decency. Every red light I have to wait 10+ seconds to move because all the cucks are on their cellphones. I hate'em. I just start holding down my horn get the fuck outta my way! Stop off to get gas and all the young kids who work there are covered in tats and piercings and dumber than a gd rock. Nobody uses their blinker. It is connected to the people who won't put shopping carts where they belong. Same mentality. there's no fixing this.

My story:

I'm cleaning up from the ice storm the other day. Had spread half a bag of pumice and that shit is the worst for hardwood floors when you track it in, so ice is gone and I'm blowing the leftover needless now pumice down the driveway with a highpowered blower. My neighbor, unbeknowsnt to me comes walking by on his daily walk. He's an old vietnam vet who doesn't typically bother anyone.

He comes walking right up into my pumice shitstorm as I turn the driveway corner (plant was blocking my view) and blow the shit directly his way. I look up, startled to see him. Stammered out a lame "sorry man". He goes, "don't you worry about it at all, nice to see a hard working man doing his thing".

I replied: "Thanks brother".

That's about it. Pretty clean now.

As life goes on,so will you but,in less than two weeks,you'll run into that fucker again,this time by yourself. Reparations,WILL be paid-out. Patience:is a virtue.

Hippie bike faggots are a leading cause of global scumming.

I would have probably done the same tbh good read. Something to think about though. You should want the wife on your left side unless you are a lefty, for example Something startles her then you go for your pistol she may grab your arm out of fear not realizing you're trying to get rid of the problem. It's just basic instinct for her to grab her man for safety.

Son of a Songle Mom.

Love me some cricket.

Hate me some soytards.

Getting in fights is what makes a great date night! You fagged up, Wood.

Pepper spray teaches manners