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Every once in awhile you see something weird, hear something weird, or find something out that is just weird.
Post it here! Tell the story about what happened with this weird occurence. I can be anything! A neighbor telling you something weird, maybe seeing a spiritual figure.
Well, it's not really a weird story, but it's pretty odd. Read:
About 2 months ago, me and my mom were grocery shopping (I know it sounds really lame, but just forget it ) and we were getting some cereal. This guy goes up to my mom, and asks her, "Hey ma'am, do you know where the cream cheese is?" My mom tells him, she doesn't know, and continues her shopping. The man steps closer and asks her again, only a little more demanding, with anger is his voice. My mom looks him in the eye, tells him she doesn't know, and to ask someone else. Out of anger, he grabs her shirt collar, lifts her off the ground and asks again. By then, I notice them, and I am approaching the guy. He doesn't notice me. I grab his collar, whip him around and throw him up against the other side of the aisle. He gets back up, but I sit him back down with an uppercut to the jaw. I kneel down, and consistently punch him in the face, 5 times. He tries to get back up, but I push him really hard now in to the aisle. He falls down. By now the employees are approaching me, grabbing me and pulling me away. To be honest, after that I wouldn't attack him anymore. I realized that I hurt him so bad, that he couldn't get back up and defend himself. That's when I knew I was done.
So the employee puts me in a room, and the manager sits down and talks to me, informing me that it was a great deed, but I will still be arrested. The police come, take me to the station, print me, and put me in to their files. My mom just followed the cop car to the station, and she gladly released me on a, surprisingly low, $50 bail.
So I went to court about 3 weeks ago. I was fined $350, and now I am on probation for 60 days. My probation should end in the next couple of weeks. To tell you the truth, I'm just glad I wasn't jailed. My parents paid the fine, but I had to chip in with $100 out of my savings account.
The Ruling was unnecessary assault. Apparently, I went more than I had to. I defended her by throwing him off of my mom, in to the aisle, but after that I beat him to the point where he had to go to the hospital.
I don't regret this. I'm glad of what I done. And no, I still don't know where the cream cheese is, to this day
once i was making a drink in the kitchen and i could of swore my mum was behind me and said something and when i looked around she wasnt there so i shouted her i realised she wasnt even in the house. I thought that was weird 0.o
wow, yeh good job you never got arrested. how old was this guy?
I know the court session was like, 2 weeks ago, but I can't remember his name or his age. I do know he was in his early 30's, and I do know I would of got my a** beat if I didn't catch him off guard.
im sorry i never meant arrested i meant good job u never went to prison. do u reckon u will bump in to him again? as what if he remembers you and hits you 0.o
Good job on beating that guys ass.
Weirdest thing thats ever happend to me is a random guy came up shook my hand and then jumped off a bridge into a river -_-
Good job on beating that guys ass.
Weirdest thing thats ever happend to me is a random guy came up shook my hand and then jumped off a bridge into a river -_-
Good job on beating that guys ass.
Weirdest thing thats ever happend to me is a random guy came up shook my hand and then jumped off a bridge into a river -_-
I could never ever figure out, up until the 6th grade, why all the boys kept jumping on me!
Really, it's like every boy I ever met who was around my age has jumped on me at some point in their life! I mean - what the Hell?! *twitch*
It even happened in Jr. High and in High School! Although in high school, it wasn't so much jumping as it was they would just pick me up and run. Not very skillfully I might add - a lot of them fell, taking me with them.
Ok, now I get when I was in Elementary I sometimes played TAG or FLAG football with the boys - and sometimes accidents happen and someone gets tackled - but come on! 3 times in one game!
Alright, I get jumping on me in Jr. High and in High School - but why before that? Everyone hated me then so why?!
I even had cousins who jumped on me, granted they just like to wrestle but they are brothers what the hell did they need me to wrestle with for?! And we still wrestled up until last year even (the summer of '07 in other words).
Alright now... I think that people, in general, enjoy jumping on me. Because girls have also jumped on me but it was in that "Oh, you're my bestest best friend I just wanna squeeze the life outta you - now can I barrow $20?!" sort of jump and hug.
I don't know - one tends to avoid people after things like that you know.
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OMG!! I was reading up on my History and found out I have the same birth-date as Virgina Dare! Does anyone know who the Hell she is?!
The first recorded English Birth in America! Not to mention she was one of the 117 colonists that disappeared from Roanoke Island - or make that 116 because the Gov., I think it was, had gone to get supplies for the colony. Also she was the Gov. granddaughter!
And two cryptic messages were left - one on a doorpost the other on a tree.
No one ever found out what happened to them - or what happened to the 15 who were there before them.
Creepy...
That settles it, I'm gonna crack that code if it takes my whole life!
With Your Sliced Throat, Call Me Your Queen
Both the Dream-like Aching of My Wounds and the Severe Dripping of My Blood How Much More Time Until the Thoughtless Little Boys Become Men? The Eyes of Lust and Sadism Look Sadly at the Valley of Ecstasy, The Reflection of Happiness
An Explosion from the Core of My Body! It's at the Summit; There is no Escape! How Much More Time Until the Stupid Little Girls Become Women? With Your Cute Voice; Cry Out to Me, Your Elder Sister [erepublik.com]
Today's Toppers
Weird Stories
) and we were getting some cereal. This guy goes up to my mom, and asks her, "Hey ma'am, do you know where the cream cheese is?" My mom tells him, she doesn't know, and continues her shopping. The man steps closer and asks her again, only a little more demanding, with anger is his voice. My mom looks him in the eye, tells him she doesn't know, and to ask someone else. Out of anger, he grabs her shirt collar, lifts her off the ground and asks again. By then, I notice them, and I am approaching the guy. He doesn't notice me. I grab his collar, whip him around and throw him up against the other side of the aisle. He gets back up, but I sit him back down with an uppercut to the jaw. I kneel down, and consistently punch him in the face, 5 times. He tries to get back up, but I push him really hard now in to the aisle. He falls down. By now the employees are approaching me, grabbing me and pulling me away. To be honest, after that I wouldn't attack him anymore. I realized that I hurt him so bad, that he couldn't get back up and defend himself. That's when I knew I was done. 
