I'm in line at a small general store here in quiet peaceful Dillon Beach. Buying a Rock Star. Guy in front of me in his early 30's is drunk and mouthing off at the people in front of him and the cashier. Real asshole. Cashier (who's annoyed by now) tells the guy, "sir, please be patient, I'll be with you just as soon as I can." Asshole launches into a tirade. I tell the guy "hey man, be cool." He turns around and responds with a "fuck you old man." My punch came from my lower back, an arching ovehead right carrying all my weight landed flat on top of his nose. A cruncher. He staggers out bloody and cals the cops. I spend the next half hour lying to the cops and with a little help from the lying customers and clerk, I get of with a "next time call 911, instead of taking matters in your own hand." Whew.
Gotta tell ya, it felt sweet. H.L. Menchken said, "getting old is not for sissies." How right he was. It's plain depressing to feel the ravages of time on your bones. It's was like an orgasm to punch out that motherfucker, and for the next few days or so, I'm gonna feel young again.
When was your last confrontation (verbal or physical)?
1989.... when I was 16
Sounds like a real civilised existence you have there, Cluz. The great society.
Nice Clue, that guy definitely sounded like he deserved it. Everyone needs a healthy dose of medicine every once in awhile. I hate ignorant bastards like that, most of them are soft.
Where's Dillon Beach?
Good one Cluz. But it ain't nothin special. I kick the shit outa these local rednecks almost every day. Sometimes two three at once.
Sure but you is badass
And we're off ...
^^ Will somebody buy this turd a sense of humour?
Yeah, I always suspected JD of being a closet Brit