Freedom Town: Aesthetic and Recreational Lawn Alternative
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back in the day (6th grade / 1986) I would walk through a vacant field to go to catch the school bus.
there was this dog that would chase me every fucking morning.
I would run like a little bitch, but it never got me. Almost a few times tho, he even tried to get on the bus once & the driver (my aunt) closed the door on him.
fast fwd a few weeks, right after new years/Christmas break & I am well equipped:
This time I got m80's with me.
said dog comes barking around the corner like clockwork, I give it a little run, knowing my next move... I got a little mini torch lighter in 1 hand & an m80 in the other...
run 10 feet, light, turn around & tossed it.... didnt look back as i tossed it, i just wanted to scare the fucker away.
BOOM!
I turn around & the dog had caught the m80 in the face.
No idea of the damage but that was the last day I ever saw that dog again.
there was this dog that would chase me every fucking morning.
I would run like a little bitch, but it never got me. Almost a few times tho, he even tried to get on the bus once & the driver (my aunt) closed the door on him.
fast fwd a few weeks, right after new years/Christmas break & I am well equipped:
This time I got m80's with me.
said dog comes barking around the corner like clockwork, I give it a little run, knowing my next move... I got a little mini torch lighter in 1 hand & an m80 in the other...
run 10 feet, light, turn around & tossed it.... didnt look back as i tossed it, i just wanted to scare the fucker away.
BOOM!
I turn around & the dog had caught the m80 in the face.
No idea of the damage but that was the last day I ever saw that dog again.
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second cool dog story bros:
1985 my mom married her second husband, shit didnt sit well with me & my brother but thats another story...
we (my brother & I) are with the piece of shit she married @ his friends house in morgan hill. her ex husband is in the house shooting heroin with his friend, my mom was working nights at the time (it was probably around 10pm)
We ( said friends kids *4 of them* myself & my brother) are outside fucking around, playing, whatever... we were told to get outside & go play, AT 10-FUCKING-PM smh, so those punk mother fuckers could get high & along comes this farrel (sp?) dog, the kids said it was a wolf & to not run.
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I took off like a bat outta hell & went for the front door about 50ft away... I was not fast enough, the wolf or whatever the fuck is catching up QUICK.
I make a b-line for the van-conversion with the old school ladder on the back & start up the ladder to get to the roof before I get bit hella fast.
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that mother fucker got a death grip on my ass-cheek swinging back n forth ripping skin off my ass-cheek.
My brother was only 12 at the time but was VERY BRAVE for a 12 year old, actually, FEARLESS his entire life, runs up hits the wolf-dog-creature-of-the-night with a baseball bat (where did the bat come from? I have no fucking clue, apparently on the ground in these ppls front yard, not ours tho) & it lets go of my ass & goes after my brother
he hits the dog again & again & it is NOT giving up!
i am bleeding like crazy & crying like a baby & running toward the house
(not trying to abandon my brother & friends but i needed shelter quick!)
....ran into the house & the rest of them got away & headed towards me.
we get in the house to find my moms ex-husband has OD'd on the kitchen floor.... there is no adults in the house besides him & his 'buddy' & the buddy is incoherent as well.
my brother gets on the phone, calls my grandpa in SJ & with the help of the 'buddys' kids, gets the address & came & picked us up... also called the cops on my moms ex-husband.
I ended up in the hospital 62 stitches on my ass later & a tetnis (sp?) shot.
Wish I could say that was the last I saw of her peice of shit ex-husband, but she had the audacity to take that faggot back, he ended up stealing my fathers entire life insurance & when my mom called him on it he strangled her with the kitchen phone cord.
My 12 year old brother stabbed him 9 times that day with an ice pick.
That, was the last time I saw that faggot (fast fwd to 1999 & he shows up @ my moms house & got beat unconscious by 2 unnamed brothers)
fuck that was a lot of typing, sorry brehs.
well worth the read tho.
1985 my mom married her second husband, shit didnt sit well with me & my brother but thats another story...
we (my brother & I) are with the piece of shit she married @ his friends house in morgan hill. her ex husband is in the house shooting heroin with his friend, my mom was working nights at the time (it was probably around 10pm)
We ( said friends kids *4 of them* myself & my brother) are outside fucking around, playing, whatever... we were told to get outside & go play, AT 10-FUCKING-PM smh, so those punk mother fuckers could get high & along comes this farrel (sp?) dog, the kids said it was a wolf & to not run.
fuckthatshit.jpg
I took off like a bat outta hell & went for the front door about 50ft away... I was not fast enough, the wolf or whatever the fuck is catching up QUICK.
I make a b-line for the van-conversion with the old school ladder on the back & start up the ladder to get to the roof before I get bit hella fast.
notfastenough.png
that mother fucker got a death grip on my ass-cheek swinging back n forth ripping skin off my ass-cheek.
My brother was only 12 at the time but was VERY BRAVE for a 12 year old, actually, FEARLESS his entire life, runs up hits the wolf-dog-creature-of-the-night with a baseball bat (where did the bat come from? I have no fucking clue, apparently on the ground in these ppls front yard, not ours tho) & it lets go of my ass & goes after my brother
he hits the dog again & again & it is NOT giving up!
i am bleeding like crazy & crying like a baby & running toward the house
(not trying to abandon my brother & friends but i needed shelter quick!)
....ran into the house & the rest of them got away & headed towards me.
we get in the house to find my moms ex-husband has OD'd on the kitchen floor.... there is no adults in the house besides him & his 'buddy' & the buddy is incoherent as well.
my brother gets on the phone, calls my grandpa in SJ & with the help of the 'buddys' kids, gets the address & came & picked us up... also called the cops on my moms ex-husband.
I ended up in the hospital 62 stitches on my ass later & a tetnis (sp?) shot.
Wish I could say that was the last I saw of her peice of shit ex-husband, but she had the audacity to take that faggot back, he ended up stealing my fathers entire life insurance & when my mom called him on it he strangled her with the kitchen phone cord.
My 12 year old brother stabbed him 9 times that day with an ice pick.
That, was the last time I saw that faggot (fast fwd to 1999 & he shows up @ my moms house & got beat unconscious by 2 unnamed brothers)
fuck that was a lot of typing, sorry brehs.
well worth the read tho.
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My wife works for CPS and she comes home with story's like that to often. Glad you turned out ok, cause I feel bad feel bad for the kids she has cases on.
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Thanks breh. I think I turned ok too. Growing up took a toll on me for sure, but it did my brother a horrible disservice.
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ALL BOUT CHICKEN
in other news re: republican tweets, former executive director of the South Carolina Republican Party
https://twitter.com/ToddKincannon/status/298251890783830016
https://twitter.com/ToddKincannon/status/298251890783830016
