Richard_Riddick
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Syphon, reading this post I see a very obvious thing.
A - This board attracts teenagers.
B - It obvious none of these guys have ever been in a fight themselves, and are trying anything and everything to help their insecurities online by acting like badass'es.
C - Since both A and B are true it seems, they are unable to respect law enforcement.
I won't make any specific replies, because I see stupidity running through the roof. I know it is pointless for me to argue with some of you, simply because you are bitches, and as every guy knows - you can't win a verbal arguement with a bitch! Won't happen, can't happen.
I will however make a few points in one story.
You go shopping at a local 7-11 type store to pick up a bag of chips, a box of condoms, or a 2 liter of Pepsi, whatever. You are paying for it. Two men in ski masks come in, put two bullets in you, take your wallet, and money. They proceed to fire at the clerk. The Clerk is hit three times, but is still breathing. You feel a cold chill run over you body, as you realize one of the bullets hit your liver, and blood is spilling onto the tile. No matter how big you were, no matter how much you could squat, no matter how much shit you could talk online, there you lay, on the ground, dying! Your friend in the car is shitting bricks. The patrol unit two blocks away heard shots fired, and came into the lot. The officer rushes out of the car. You lose feeling in your fingers and toes. You begin to feel light headed. You feel a cold metalic taste in the back of your throat. Who's going to be the first person to put down the men that shot you, not giving a shit whether you lived or died, and get immediate medical attention for you?
A - Your pussy friend in the car, with a pants load of protien bi-product (since he himself is also a badass, juicing, tough guy, who can talk even more shit than you when called upon to do so in a bar).
or
B - The police officer who walks into the situation KNOWING he may end up next to you, but unlike you, be shot in the head and instantly killed. The police officer, the pig, the rent-a-cop, the donut fat ass that didn't get "A lick of ass in high school." Yeah that guy. The guy that came TO the gunshots, and didn't run from them.
WHO IS IT? Who will be there when you REALLY need someone? When you life is almost over and the only thing that can save it is something that takes more courage than your friencd could muster? Who will come to your aid?
Remember, you just got done sitting on elitefitness.com, talking shit about cops, and how lazy they were. Hell he won't help you, right?
Do you want to know how the story ends?
"Patrolmen Jameson opened fire on the suspects. In the exchange of shots fired, officer Jameson was struck 4 times, once in the left shoulder with a .45 caliber round, and 3 times in the left leg by 9mm rounds. Both suspects were killed in the exchange. Officer Jameson immediately called for 3 EMS units, as back up units arrived."
This entire story, and that last quote were taken directly from Public Records in the city of Cleveland, in the State of Ohio, from 11/17/98. The situation occured at 5670 Dension Avenune, Cleveland Ohio - in the second district. The man's friend who was still in the car as the backup units arrived, signed a complete statement as to the events as they occured. Two, loaded, 9mm semi-automatic pistols were found in that mans car.
In other words, the guys friend had two guns, and did nothing about it. The Patrol officer had one weapon, was struck four times, and saved this man's life. This type of situation could have happened to any one of you. Think how many times you've stopped at a 7-11 type store, even in only the afternoon. It happens, it's domestic terror.
Having shared that little story, I will let you go on with your bickering, and your hard ass talk, and your tough guy comments. I know that you won't sit back and think about if you were the one laying there, would one of your friends get shot once, let alone four times, to have just a chance of saving your life? No, that's to much to ask you guys to think about. After all, we are at elitefitness.com. It's the internet baby, we can talk all the shit we want. Fuck yeah! Fuck those pigs! Fuck those donut eating motherfuckers in the ass!
Let's hope that you never are the one laying on the ground, wondering if you will be living, or if you will be dying... hoping that one of those fatass, no pussy getting pigs, comes to put himself in great harm, to have just the slimest chance of saving your hardass-smartass, tough guy life.
If that ever does happen though, be sure to tell them what you think of them while they are taking bullets for you, and while they are busy calling for emergency medical units to come rush you to the nearest hospital. Because after all - cops are the enemy, right?
A - This board attracts teenagers.
B - It obvious none of these guys have ever been in a fight themselves, and are trying anything and everything to help their insecurities online by acting like badass'es.
C - Since both A and B are true it seems, they are unable to respect law enforcement.
I won't make any specific replies, because I see stupidity running through the roof. I know it is pointless for me to argue with some of you, simply because you are bitches, and as every guy knows - you can't win a verbal arguement with a bitch! Won't happen, can't happen.
I will however make a few points in one story.
You go shopping at a local 7-11 type store to pick up a bag of chips, a box of condoms, or a 2 liter of Pepsi, whatever. You are paying for it. Two men in ski masks come in, put two bullets in you, take your wallet, and money. They proceed to fire at the clerk. The Clerk is hit three times, but is still breathing. You feel a cold chill run over you body, as you realize one of the bullets hit your liver, and blood is spilling onto the tile. No matter how big you were, no matter how much you could squat, no matter how much shit you could talk online, there you lay, on the ground, dying! Your friend in the car is shitting bricks. The patrol unit two blocks away heard shots fired, and came into the lot. The officer rushes out of the car. You lose feeling in your fingers and toes. You begin to feel light headed. You feel a cold metalic taste in the back of your throat. Who's going to be the first person to put down the men that shot you, not giving a shit whether you lived or died, and get immediate medical attention for you?
A - Your pussy friend in the car, with a pants load of protien bi-product (since he himself is also a badass, juicing, tough guy, who can talk even more shit than you when called upon to do so in a bar).
or
B - The police officer who walks into the situation KNOWING he may end up next to you, but unlike you, be shot in the head and instantly killed. The police officer, the pig, the rent-a-cop, the donut fat ass that didn't get "A lick of ass in high school." Yeah that guy. The guy that came TO the gunshots, and didn't run from them.
WHO IS IT? Who will be there when you REALLY need someone? When you life is almost over and the only thing that can save it is something that takes more courage than your friencd could muster? Who will come to your aid?
Remember, you just got done sitting on elitefitness.com, talking shit about cops, and how lazy they were. Hell he won't help you, right?
Do you want to know how the story ends?
"Patrolmen Jameson opened fire on the suspects. In the exchange of shots fired, officer Jameson was struck 4 times, once in the left shoulder with a .45 caliber round, and 3 times in the left leg by 9mm rounds. Both suspects were killed in the exchange. Officer Jameson immediately called for 3 EMS units, as back up units arrived."
This entire story, and that last quote were taken directly from Public Records in the city of Cleveland, in the State of Ohio, from 11/17/98. The situation occured at 5670 Dension Avenune, Cleveland Ohio - in the second district. The man's friend who was still in the car as the backup units arrived, signed a complete statement as to the events as they occured. Two, loaded, 9mm semi-automatic pistols were found in that mans car.
In other words, the guys friend had two guns, and did nothing about it. The Patrol officer had one weapon, was struck four times, and saved this man's life. This type of situation could have happened to any one of you. Think how many times you've stopped at a 7-11 type store, even in only the afternoon. It happens, it's domestic terror.
Having shared that little story, I will let you go on with your bickering, and your hard ass talk, and your tough guy comments. I know that you won't sit back and think about if you were the one laying there, would one of your friends get shot once, let alone four times, to have just a chance of saving your life? No, that's to much to ask you guys to think about. After all, we are at elitefitness.com. It's the internet baby, we can talk all the shit we want. Fuck yeah! Fuck those pigs! Fuck those donut eating motherfuckers in the ass!
Let's hope that you never are the one laying on the ground, wondering if you will be living, or if you will be dying... hoping that one of those fatass, no pussy getting pigs, comes to put himself in great harm, to have just the slimest chance of saving your hardass-smartass, tough guy life.
If that ever does happen though, be sure to tell them what you think of them while they are taking bullets for you, and while they are busy calling for emergency medical units to come rush you to the nearest hospital. Because after all - cops are the enemy, right?
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