Post by Tom on Nov 5, 2007 0:00:21 GMT
And it was one of the funniest things I´ve ever witnessed.
Picture the scene: myself an a few friends including my girlfriend, are walking through town, when we are verbally abused by two, how shall we say, gentlemen of the homosexual persuasion. Ignoring both myself and the other lad present, they launch straight into a wholly unprovoked verbal assault on my girlfriend, calling her such delightful terms as a "whore", "Bitch", "Slut" and "Dyke". After a couple of minutes of this I decide enough is enough and step in. I told the one who was being the most aggessive to "sit the fuck down or I´ll fucking kill you" before we all just walked away.
A short while later, and I´m still really really angry, I learn that the one who was being aggressive actually threatened to "beat the shit", not out of me, but out of my girlfriend. I hadn´t actually realised this at the time, so I went out looking for him on my own. I found him still in exactly the same spot, hurling abuse at passers by. I decided I wanted an apology from him, and told him in no uncertain terms that if he ever threatens her, or any other woman again, I was going to break his skinny fucking neck, at which point he squared up to me, and raised his fist as though he was going to punch me. I instinctively grabbed his wrist with my left hand, and with my right slammed his head into the brick wall behind him, temple first which seemed to stun him considerably. As I walked off he suddenly plucked up the courage to hurl abuse at me from afar...
But the story doesn´t end there. Later, as we were walking home, we ran into them again, and he tried to attack my girlfriend. I grabbed him by the shoulders and slammed him into wall, telling him to calm down. He kept hitting my hands away, so I repeatedly pushed him into the wall until he gave up and walked away. This was by the Quay, where they are currently building a new wall, so they have fences up to protect the worksite. Once on the other side of the fence, they started hurling abuse at us again, and threatening to kill me, to which I stood there, reminding them that I wasn´t going anywhere, and that they seemed pretty fuckng brave behind a fence. Then the other one, who had been relatively quiet until now, and this is the funny part, ran at me, still with fence in place, and tried to do a flying kick at me. I can only presume he wanted to kick the fence over and hit me, or perhaps kick with such awesomeness that he ripped a hole in it because of his sheer power. But instead he bounced off it, and landed flat on his arse, causing me to crack up laughing, so they started throwing stones at us. At this point, a passer by and his wife intervened and we went running after them across the bridge. They scarpered fucking quickly before a policeman (on rollerskates???) chased after them. What happened after that was anyones guess, although I did hear a very camp scream coming from towards Skerton shortly afterwards...
So there you go kids, moral of that story is it´s not just scallies who go around trying to ruin peoples nights.
On a lighter note, if I ever come across either of them again I´m going to actually fucking kill them. Fuck with me, fine. Threaten my girlfriend and you´re fucking dead.
Anyway, just thought I´d share.
Picture the scene: myself an a few friends including my girlfriend, are walking through town, when we are verbally abused by two, how shall we say, gentlemen of the homosexual persuasion. Ignoring both myself and the other lad present, they launch straight into a wholly unprovoked verbal assault on my girlfriend, calling her such delightful terms as a "whore", "Bitch", "Slut" and "Dyke". After a couple of minutes of this I decide enough is enough and step in. I told the one who was being the most aggessive to "sit the fuck down or I´ll fucking kill you" before we all just walked away.
A short while later, and I´m still really really angry, I learn that the one who was being aggressive actually threatened to "beat the shit", not out of me, but out of my girlfriend. I hadn´t actually realised this at the time, so I went out looking for him on my own. I found him still in exactly the same spot, hurling abuse at passers by. I decided I wanted an apology from him, and told him in no uncertain terms that if he ever threatens her, or any other woman again, I was going to break his skinny fucking neck, at which point he squared up to me, and raised his fist as though he was going to punch me. I instinctively grabbed his wrist with my left hand, and with my right slammed his head into the brick wall behind him, temple first which seemed to stun him considerably. As I walked off he suddenly plucked up the courage to hurl abuse at me from afar...
But the story doesn´t end there. Later, as we were walking home, we ran into them again, and he tried to attack my girlfriend. I grabbed him by the shoulders and slammed him into wall, telling him to calm down. He kept hitting my hands away, so I repeatedly pushed him into the wall until he gave up and walked away. This was by the Quay, where they are currently building a new wall, so they have fences up to protect the worksite. Once on the other side of the fence, they started hurling abuse at us again, and threatening to kill me, to which I stood there, reminding them that I wasn´t going anywhere, and that they seemed pretty fuckng brave behind a fence. Then the other one, who had been relatively quiet until now, and this is the funny part, ran at me, still with fence in place, and tried to do a flying kick at me. I can only presume he wanted to kick the fence over and hit me, or perhaps kick with such awesomeness that he ripped a hole in it because of his sheer power. But instead he bounced off it, and landed flat on his arse, causing me to crack up laughing, so they started throwing stones at us. At this point, a passer by and his wife intervened and we went running after them across the bridge. They scarpered fucking quickly before a policeman (on rollerskates???) chased after them. What happened after that was anyones guess, although I did hear a very camp scream coming from towards Skerton shortly afterwards...
So there you go kids, moral of that story is it´s not just scallies who go around trying to ruin peoples nights.
On a lighter note, if I ever come across either of them again I´m going to actually fucking kill them. Fuck with me, fine. Threaten my girlfriend and you´re fucking dead.
Anyway, just thought I´d share.
