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In a situation like that, seething anger and adrenaline supplant cardio. The fuckhead is lucky the other guy didn't know how to throw a punch or he may not have survived that beating.Finally, somebody who realizes cardio is important.
Talking to him the whole time he's beating that ass and not even breathing hard.
Well fuck me…I'm a Nissan guy.
NO WAY did you not see any other vehicles and for damned sure it wasn't a long straight drive.Weiser to CDA . . .
I was asleepNO WAY did you not see any other vehicles and for damned sure it wasn't a long straight drive.
Given the explanation in the description... I'd say the beatdown was 100% warranted.Finally, somebody who realizes cardio is important.
Talking to him the whole time he's beating that ass and not even breathing hard.
Passing through Baton Rouge once I-10 was buggered up (shocking!) and the GPS took me 190 across the Huey P. Long to get past the delay.
I stopped for gas, went in for a drink and a snack, noticed nobody looked like me and noticed they sold cute little flowers in test tubes at the counter. But then it's like wtf, I'm already here.
I noticed the lady behind the counter eyeballing me in line and when I got to the counter she looked me up and down then said "Is dat your gray truck?"
I says "Yes ma'am, I paid at the pump."
"I know you did. I see you got Texas plates. Dat's why dey not fukin wit you ... dey KNOW you got a gun."
That's some serious Jason Bourne/Mission Impossible/James Bond shit right there. I was honestly patiently waiting for someone to open their door and take them all out.
Passing through Baton Rouge once I-10 was buggered up (shocking!) and the GPS took me 190 across the Huey P. Long to get past the delay.
I stopped for gas, went in for a drink and a snack, noticed nobody looked like me and noticed they sold cute little flowers in test tubes at the counter. But then it's like wtf, I'm already here.
I noticed the lady behind the counter eyeballing me in line and when I got to the counter she looked me up and down then said "Is dat your gray truck?"
I says "Yes ma'am, I paid at the pump."
"I know you did. I see you got Texas plates. Dat's why dey not fukin wit you ... dey KNOW you got a gun."
That sounds like a little town in Kentucky that we once stopped at during a trip from Michigan to Florida. The kids were hungry and I followed a sign that indicated food and gas. Found the gas station, right next to the only food in town. A Burger King of all things. Inside the Burger King, everybody looked the same with some albinism noticeable. We felt more than a little self conscious and kept an ear out for banjos.
Stopped once at Beldon on hwy 70, not far from the PCR. It was time for lunch. Walked into the only place, a lodge. Full of hipsters and trail trash, all sipping weird label beers, and no food. Nobody, staff or customers even noticed us. It was like we were standing inside a Steven King scene. We walked out, got back in truck and drove up the road a bit. About 5 miles there was an RV Park and store with a burger joint inside. As we ate I mentioned to the proprietor the lodge down at Beldon. He said, quietly, “We don’t go down there and recommend our residents don’t either. Weird people down there.”That sounds like a little town in Kentucky that we once stopped at during a trip from Michigan to Florida. The kids were hungry and I followed a sign that indicated food and gas. Found the gas station, right next to the only food in town. A Burger King of all things. Inside the Burger King, everybody looked the same with some albinism noticeable. We felt more than a little self conscious and kept an ear out for banjos.
Ms.Gray has some serious jugs