Your thoughts, please:
I was wondering what your thoughts on this story were. It's true, and just happened to me today:
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Today, in the hustle and bustle of city life, I put my foot back as someone walked into me - causing him to tumble to the side, as I continued making my way to the post office. It's quite a fair thing to do, I think, when someone six foot four isn't looking and almost runs you over.
He, on the other hand, did not think so. After hearing a footstep louder than normal, I felt him try to kick me where the sun don't shine from behind - deftly I stopped his assault with my knees/inner thighs, and then hopped forward while turning around to face my opponent.
He stood there, in all his red-beard-septum-pierced-poorly-dressed glory (it wasn't very glorious), breathing heavily, sweating in the day's humidity, and staring at me with eyes to kill.
He was so mad he spat as he yelled at me (in German), "Where do you think you're going? Watch out who you run into!"
After a second's pause, I held out my hand, and spoke to him in my mother tongue, calmly, "I apologize for what I did. I didn't mean to catch you in a bad mood." I took his hand and shook it, and the rage left his face. I told him to have a good day, and walked away.
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febreeze: I'd toss you an SB
I'd toss you an SB but the option's behind an ad.
Nothing can stop me.
I live in Germany, by the
I live in Germany, by the way, which is likely why he yelled in German.
Nothing can stop me.
What the fuck are you
What the fuck are you rambling about, faggot?
Under my tutelage, you will grow from boys to men. From men into gladiators. And from gladiators into SWANSONS.
Flake: What the fuck are you
What the fuck are you rambling about, faggot?
lol yeah it's not a story I'd tell unless someone asked...
Nothing can stop me.