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OK, I can see that, and asshole and not a friend sure. That is ballsy to I have to admit. The best thing I saw at a light was this like 18 yr old skinny kid likely with road rage jumped out at the light and punched the guy in the SUV in front of him, that guy got out didn't even act like he felt it was muscular like 6ft tall and looked like a construction worker. He was running after that now panicked kid and the kids girl is all scared in the little Honda with the oversized muffler since one punch and that kid would have been unconscious from the attitude of this almost 40 animal that likely had been in many brawls in his life and had underwear old than the punk that sucker punched him. He was smart since dash cams were out if he went for the car the cams mike would have his license plate for the insurance company for sending the bill. The kids girlfriends was in the car all scared and shit. I wondered if she was fucking the old guy on the side since 18 and almost 40 animals guys are not a rare thing when the 19 yr olds don't know shit about fucking and are usually broke all the time a guy with a bigger dick better game and some blow on the weekends is just expected with some girls to fuck em all while they are young.
I'll admit I'm kind of hot headed. That's what happens to a small, skinny kid that gets beat on by kids and adults for years then gets big and muscular when he's older. No one fucking touches me any more. No one even talks shit. Too many people think they can just pick on people for no reason at all. I stop that shit immediately.
That beat on kid was me. I ended up body building, got up to 230 lbs and 300 lb press 5'8" and I was like a teddy bear, never got mad, actually helped a guy that used to fuck with me.
He was on crutches with a plastic shopping bag that was almost making him fall. He saw me and I saw the fear in his eyes, I asked him if I could carry the bag to where he was going and I could see the wtf look and it made me happy since I don't think I hated but one man and he's dead, not by me though but I did want to do it but I found out he died already.
Remember hate hurts you more because the hated only deals with it when near you but you carry that shit 24/7 and being angry is bad for your health and happiness. I watched friends hate obsessed with revenge and me that had almost PTSD from high school was just fuck it lets party, then pack a bowl and crack a beer and enjoy now not fret over then or think about tomorrow.
I actually ran across one of my bullies years later on a college campus. He was more of a toadie but he had a big mouth. When he saw me he yelled out my name and was friendly and I thought fuck it. We talked for a while and didn't get to be friends but I didn't hate him. My main bully ended up killing himself so he had a lot more problems than I did. Another one struggled with drugs for years after high school. He might still be having trouble with it.
Dude, the way you right is not easy to read. Punctuation is your friend, my friend. I almost thought you were a troll with that kooky writing style
Sorry, trying to get a job without a mask, without a test, and without a lot of exertion and it's tough since they all want the world from everyone with the new higher wages. They don't realize I'd take $12 instead of 18 to start if they'd keep the work requirements lower for me. I can do great quality work and I made sure shit's right, I just hate and I mean hate working fast since I tend to miss shit when rushing. I also worry I send something to the customer and miss something apparent because I rushed it instead of doing it right.
!? Is this meant to be your inner dialogue?
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Did you make fun of my spelling yesterday? Smh.
I think his writing is kinda kerouac.
Touché grandma, touché
Tbf to me, I was drinking chardonnay with family members
Edit: and a couple shots of scotch. Otherwise, I would have been impeccable with my spelling
That story kinda derailed
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