May 27, 2005

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  I Out-Witted my Muggers

  I was walking to the local supermarket picking up some magazines, rubbing alcohol, and a few batches of batterys before the family packed up for vacation. Everything went well going there, the cashier even winked at me. As you know, I always carry a form of weapon everytime I’m walking alone in the street, either if it was going next door to borrow sugar, or running across town. I always had a weapon with me, but this time going to the market, I had my bb-gun with me. On my way back home after picking up my needs, I encountered this group of black kids that confronted me. They all walked up slowly and circled me, and said "What you got in the bag, you lil chink". I thought to myself, hmmm shouldn't you guys be watchin BET or rollin dice at a time like this. I acted as if I didn’t care, and shrugged. They grabbed my grocery bag which contained the cell phone in it and searched through it. I was outnumbered 4 to 1 and didnt know what to do. So I did the unexpected and pulled out my bb gun and shoved it in my mouth. I muttered with the gun in my mouth, I came out tonight to kill myself and I wouldn’t mind taking out one of you guys before ending it all. My face expression was so blanked yet filled with sorrow, yet that they fell for it. They gave me back my stuff and quickly apologized and even offered me a ride home. They all whispered to each other, we chose the wrong kid to mugg tonight and shifted the blame upon another. They left me alone and I continued walking home. They didn’t just back off, they backed off and felt sorry for me. I chose the wrong weapon this time, the perfect weapon for this sceanario would have been my nunchucks. I would have K.Oed them in a matter of minutes, and end there mugging careers to a screeching halt.
  
  So my fellow muggers: Yall got punk`d
   
  Edit: Yes this really did happened, Yesterday to be precise. 
  No thats not a gang sign, im not
  affiliated with any gang.

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