posted July 18, 2000 10:57 PM            

I was travelling to a pretty shitty side of town, on the train. A few stops befor mine, 5 homeboys got on the train, playing up and shit, talking shit to girls on the train, making fun of everyone, you know how it is.

Anyway, after a few people got off, one of the bigger guys out of them came and sat beside me, I got a bad vibe straight away. He says "'sup man" nothing much I reply, then the question I was waiting for ' got any money on you man?" "nup" I said, "Just had enough for the train" Which was shit, but I would never give these punks a cent! anyway I got up to change carraige, when he asked me where I was going, Now they were all around. "Scared of us cunt?" again I said Nup, and tried to walk away, then it happened, i got a shove in the back of the head, when I turned around it was one of the samller guys, a bit smaller than me, saying waht are you going to do, what are you goin to do man. Then one of the others gave me a little slap in the face. Train security came in the other end of the carraige and that was that, my stop . I was glad to get off though. I can hold my own , but it is alsways hard when you are out numbered.

And now the good bit.

After I did my business, we went to another guys place in the next suburb, when I was done, myself and a mate went to catch a train home, guess who I saw there, two of the home boys, one was the guy the shoved me. "Yes!" There is a god!
Without saying a word, I went up to this guy, befor he could even work out who I was, Bang! I punched him so hard in the nose, the motherfucker fell straight to the ground, the other pussy took off. When he got up, i played speed ball with his head. i kept asking him What are you going to do man, what are you going to do man. he did not even fight back, just took the flogging. Which was not as bad as it should of been, I don't go overboard you know!

posted July 19, 2000 03:14 AM            

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posted July 19, 2000 08:26 AM            

Good move Rob I wish I could have been there with you. That other asshole wouldnt have gotten away.

[This message has been edited by 5setsofsix (edited July 19, 2000).]

posted July 19, 2000 10:10 AM            

like you said what goes around comes around

peace romeo

posted July 19, 2000 02:42 PM            

lets not be so PC and affraid to say who the "THEY" you are refering to is.

we all know who "THEY" are.

posted July 19, 2000 05:41 PM            

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posted July 19, 2000 05:52 PM            

Man don't you all realize that it doesn't matter what color you are to get jumped! Me and my boys used to get jumped all the time back in Jr. High by BLACK GUYS and we were fucking BLACK!!!!

Don't start this shit again...please.

posted July 19, 2000 06:45 PM            

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posted July 19, 2000 11:08 PM            

I live in Queenslsand, Australia, and the hommies here, no doubt, are nothing like what some of you guys put up with. I mean, you don't have to worry about guns, and you'd be unlucky if they pulled a knife on you. It does happen, but rarely. If I run into them again, I might get a touch up, but who hasn't befor? anyway, if I run into them again, that means I will be able to find them later. Thing is I have out grown that shit, but I couldn't pass it up this time.