NordicHeathenVinlander
Shooter
Im going to make this as PG as possible, while still conveying the message.
Out and about today on the scoot, head south, into inner city heaven on Keystone today.
I noticed what appeared to be a dangerous cager (Medium red Blazer, early-mid 90's, banged up from prior crashes); starting to pull out of a parking lot, and he did it. The closet I ever came to being crow food, avoided the accident by inches.
As Im passing, I smell pot, heavy.
So naturally I do best & most legal thing I could do in this situation, I pull out the alwsome and never used too much universal salute, and then carried on about my business.
2 miles later, I see the same vehicle come speeding up, I look for evasive route, and comes within 6ft of my person, and then attempts to get on the side, I block him, not understanding his desires. Light turns red, and I slow to a stop well before the light (easy escape if a weapon is pulled)
This young (Perhaps older) urban looking gentleman opens his mouth
HIM - "yuz flippin me off?"
ME - "WTF do you think genius, you almost effing killed me you stupid b**tard!"
HIM - "Soz yuz b disropectin me?"
ME - "You almosting effing killed you P.O.S. Do you effing understand that?"
By this time Im antipating 1). A confrontation 2). the gangster pulling a gun.
I put the scoot in neutral, and put the kickstand down, and it's at this time the gangster decides he doesnt want none, and says
HIM - "well get goin" *waves me to just leave*
ME - "What I effing thought."
I dont know what the heck parents are teaching or have been teaching kids, but if you almost kill someone, you can expect that individual to be abit angry, and be grateful he doesnt remodel your face.
I personally I have no idea where da gangster thought he'd intimidate me, maybe he can get away with that crap, but you can run that game with everyone and get away with it; Perhaps the situation would've ended differently had my new friend had some homies with him to help give him the courage spirit.
Anyhow, as Im riding back, I see what appears to be the same beater heading North on Keystone, going to BroadRipple. Soon after that, I get home and greeted with my daughter *smiling, giggling* "Da dee da dee* and I get hugged, made me so happy to be alive to come back safely. I take off my boots, and grab some juicy juice, sit on the sofa, and watch my 17month old daugter putting on mommies' shoes on the wrong feet, and walking around so proud of herself, I smiled and this song popped in my head
YouTube - Lonestar - My Front Porch Looking In
I hope the gangster has learned
1). Dont do your freaking drugs & drive!
2). PAY ATTENTION! Be happy you werent jerked out of your blazer, and get a forced appointment with the good doctor as your new dentist, and simply recieved a salute. Be grateful the Law protects cowardly thugs like you.
3). Dont pretend to be man, and not be willing to be the part around men (again, I fully believe had I been out numbered, it would've ended quite differently.)
4). DEFINITELY DONT EVER TRY THAT INTIMIDATING CRAP AGAIN; gonna take abit more than the threat of death & some punk to spook me into cowardice.
I hope I saved the next riders some grief with this dbag, and the idiot learned a lession. I hope all the riders, stay alert, and be safe. And be sure to watch out for the red blazer in the area.
Out and about today on the scoot, head south, into inner city heaven on Keystone today.
I noticed what appeared to be a dangerous cager (Medium red Blazer, early-mid 90's, banged up from prior crashes); starting to pull out of a parking lot, and he did it. The closet I ever came to being crow food, avoided the accident by inches.
As Im passing, I smell pot, heavy.
So naturally I do best & most legal thing I could do in this situation, I pull out the alwsome and never used too much universal salute, and then carried on about my business.
2 miles later, I see the same vehicle come speeding up, I look for evasive route, and comes within 6ft of my person, and then attempts to get on the side, I block him, not understanding his desires. Light turns red, and I slow to a stop well before the light (easy escape if a weapon is pulled)
This young (Perhaps older) urban looking gentleman opens his mouth
HIM - "yuz flippin me off?"
ME - "WTF do you think genius, you almost effing killed me you stupid b**tard!"
HIM - "Soz yuz b disropectin me?"
ME - "You almosting effing killed you P.O.S. Do you effing understand that?"
By this time Im antipating 1). A confrontation 2). the gangster pulling a gun.
I put the scoot in neutral, and put the kickstand down, and it's at this time the gangster decides he doesnt want none, and says
HIM - "well get goin" *waves me to just leave*
ME - "What I effing thought."
I dont know what the heck parents are teaching or have been teaching kids, but if you almost kill someone, you can expect that individual to be abit angry, and be grateful he doesnt remodel your face.
I personally I have no idea where da gangster thought he'd intimidate me, maybe he can get away with that crap, but you can run that game with everyone and get away with it; Perhaps the situation would've ended differently had my new friend had some homies with him to help give him the courage spirit.
Anyhow, as Im riding back, I see what appears to be the same beater heading North on Keystone, going to BroadRipple. Soon after that, I get home and greeted with my daughter *smiling, giggling* "Da dee da dee* and I get hugged, made me so happy to be alive to come back safely. I take off my boots, and grab some juicy juice, sit on the sofa, and watch my 17month old daugter putting on mommies' shoes on the wrong feet, and walking around so proud of herself, I smiled and this song popped in my head
YouTube - Lonestar - My Front Porch Looking In
I hope the gangster has learned
1). Dont do your freaking drugs & drive!
2). PAY ATTENTION! Be happy you werent jerked out of your blazer, and get a forced appointment with the good doctor as your new dentist, and simply recieved a salute. Be grateful the Law protects cowardly thugs like you.
3). Dont pretend to be man, and not be willing to be the part around men (again, I fully believe had I been out numbered, it would've ended quite differently.)
4). DEFINITELY DONT EVER TRY THAT INTIMIDATING CRAP AGAIN; gonna take abit more than the threat of death & some punk to spook me into cowardice.
I hope I saved the next riders some grief with this dbag, and the idiot learned a lession. I hope all the riders, stay alert, and be safe. And be sure to watch out for the red blazer in the area.