ok second story tell me what you would have done
cycling
it was a nice day and i had just been to my old mans for tea n bikkies approx 12 mile trip so good for a break
left me dads feeling refreshed got about 2 miles out of town COWGATE this is an area know for dodgy characters druggies etc council estate but some nice people live there amongst it all
anyhoo uphill 8 mph sortoff struggling hot day etc then i noticed charvers sitting in a garden about 100 metres away drinking lager ( here we go )
i knew i should have turned around to save any bother but ah i cant do that
got to 25 metres and charvs see me then one of them says laffingly oh look at the DOYLING on the bike ( doyling being a derogitive term for a sad looking individual
) i do look at odds cos i wear the helmet/gloves/safety glasses etc
on hearing this i immedialty step the pace up as in the past it usually comes accompanied with stones
now i am level with said charves and the ring leader ( tallest ) has two hounds in the garden which he has let loose and opened the gate
they where the scrawniest staffys you could imagine and i am meant to be afraid
this toerag then starts to call me forest run forest ? ( remember i am now doing 3 mph uphill hehe)
two hounds now at my feet snarling and spitting and there me looking around for the nearest oranmental fence that i could impale these lil mongrels on cant see any so i stop the dogs look at me and tails start wagging i start the patting of heads cooocchycooing the lil basterds
top charve dont like this as it made his hounds look stoopid
he starts the walking in my direction with menaces move oh my i am glowing i am already planning my move on him
he is 10 stone soaking wet his m8s are 7 / 8 stone spelks the two hounds are no worse than scooby doos lil m8 i am 16 stone ( i must look fat on the bike
)
so the effings start i wait more efffings i think even more effings with menaces so i say I HAVE MONEY i wanted to sound so scared musta worked cos he says how much
( i want him closer ) i tell him 40 £ eyes are lighting up as he puts his hand out heheh oh silly silly lil fuc*** i thought
all i had to do was sweep his feet and push him to the deck ?? his m8s didnt even move as i gave him a pasteing no sound came from top charve and as before it was over in 15 secs i didnt even notice he was out for the count cos as he went down he musta hit his head
doqs come running back wooffing tails wagging hehe not a sign of aggresion in them lil charve in garden are now in there house looking out of the window top charve is still motionless on the deck bleeding profusely oh i love justice
cycled away to the tunes of the GOING UNDERGROUND JAM on me mp3 the day has been too good
what would you have done ?