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So this one time I'm with my coworkers at the bar, this was earlier december of this past year infact.
This place is fairly classy and was totally empty three of my bros and two dudes like 50 feet way down at the bar (one of them kept screaming shit like " I loooove cocaine " didn't think much of it at the time) , so we do our eating and our drinking and we leave, my best friend leaves to go grab my car cause I can't drive. I walk out shortly after picking up the waitresses #.
So this one dude he's like 6'3 lanky as hell not overly tough looking by any means pipes up as I'm walking by and says " Hey faggot " (for future refence I might just ignore this sort of cat calling) I knew Shaun was somewhere behind me paying his bill so I turned to face him.. and I said in not the most pleased tone of voices " what did you say? "
Now at this point as any civil sober individual would assume Dialogue would continue perhaps something like " I called you a faggot " " fuck you " " you wanna fight?? " fuck you faggot " blah blah that is usually the extent of this shit..
but this mother fucker superman lept off his bar stool and cleared about 6 feet of distance rocking me in the gut and he took me the ground where I slammed the back of my head fairly hard, I was rather stunned that this was happening I was sort of expecting him to stop.. but he started wailing on my face.. he got about 4-5 serious hits in, I didn't even have my arms up trying to defend myself I was still in shock at the entire situation.
My bro came out of no where and kneed him in the face and tossed him around throwing him through a counter top and I went and got Chris we came back in the bar and I was looking to fucking rape this bastard but he was hiding in the bathroom bleeding..
so I feel that was fairly violating and pretty much the closest I'll ever feel to be raped and helpless over shit for no reason!
This place is fairly classy and was totally empty three of my bros and two dudes like 50 feet way down at the bar (one of them kept screaming shit like " I loooove cocaine " didn't think much of it at the time) , so we do our eating and our drinking and we leave, my best friend leaves to go grab my car cause I can't drive. I walk out shortly after picking up the waitresses #.
So this one dude he's like 6'3 lanky as hell not overly tough looking by any means pipes up as I'm walking by and says " Hey faggot " (for future refence I might just ignore this sort of cat calling) I knew Shaun was somewhere behind me paying his bill so I turned to face him.. and I said in not the most pleased tone of voices " what did you say? "
Now at this point as any civil sober individual would assume Dialogue would continue perhaps something like " I called you a faggot " " fuck you " " you wanna fight?? " fuck you faggot " blah blah that is usually the extent of this shit..
but this mother fucker superman lept off his bar stool and cleared about 6 feet of distance rocking me in the gut and he took me the ground where I slammed the back of my head fairly hard, I was rather stunned that this was happening I was sort of expecting him to stop.. but he started wailing on my face.. he got about 4-5 serious hits in, I didn't even have my arms up trying to defend myself I was still in shock at the entire situation.
My bro came out of no where and kneed him in the face and tossed him around throwing him through a counter top and I went and got Chris we came back in the bar and I was looking to fucking rape this bastard but he was hiding in the bathroom bleeding..
so I feel that was fairly violating and pretty much the closest I'll ever feel to be raped and helpless over shit for no reason!
