The Hock
Master
I was riding my bike home tonight about 11 pm and saw four punks (one wigger one lanky negro who I was focused on so I couldn't tell the other two) who started walking my way when they spotted me. I thought the wigger was going to intercept me but he slowed, then the lanky negro faked charged and did that back and forth snake thing with his head that they like to do. I just looked him in the eyes like you would a bad dog. What I saw, or didn't see, in those eyes...I could shoot the bastard if he came at me and not feel one twinge of regret.
As they hesitated (I'm well into middle age but look younger and I'm no easy target, trust me) I got past them and down the street. I mean to tell you, I was real close to a bad situation, but luckily it would have happened on a busy street so hopefully some help would have been there.
The upsetting thing is this was such a nice town not that long ago. I didn't think so much of it would get up here so quickly. The random violence (most of it by the usual suspects, who seem to be moving in there by the truckoads, this being CF everyone knows who I mean) is skyrocketing and the social atmosphere is plummeting.
Really, honestly, this town was so much nicer when it was Whiter. Just a fact.
Anyway, that was my adventure.
As they hesitated (I'm well into middle age but look younger and I'm no easy target, trust me) I got past them and down the street. I mean to tell you, I was real close to a bad situation, but luckily it would have happened on a busy street so hopefully some help would have been there.
The upsetting thing is this was such a nice town not that long ago. I didn't think so much of it would get up here so quickly. The random violence (most of it by the usual suspects, who seem to be moving in there by the truckoads, this being CF everyone knows who I mean) is skyrocketing and the social atmosphere is plummeting.
Really, honestly, this town was so much nicer when it was Whiter. Just a fact.
Anyway, that was my adventure.
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