So, for the first time since I starched my neighbor down the street, we had more happy fun time. Spoiler alert: I'm fucking hurting right now.
So, I'm walking my dog, and happen across my neighbor (AKA a fucking asshole) he comes up to me and says that he was out of bounds with how he and his wife had acted last week. He extends his hand, and as I go to shake it saying 'it's all good, man' he drills me in the side of the head with a left - punch - hook, straight, whatever the hell it was, I don't know. I still can't see straight. And now my dog is running free. Technically still on a leash, just not attached to my hand.
Now you think this has already gone wrong, but I'm me. All I'm wearing is black cargo shorts and my gi top, which is basically nothing more than a bath robe at this point. But, it's well broken in, warm, and comfy.
But back to this dipshit. Once I kind of clear my head, I look at him (this is an Archer reference) I say "Who taught you how to punch, your sister?"
This is where it all went wrong.
He looks at me like a raging Paul Bunyan and says "My would have been twin sister was stillborn."
Fuck me.
Now, I'm not laughing at the death of an unborn child. But I am laughing at the fact that this has just gone so wrong so fast. Before I know it, I ate another left from this cockbag. Basically to the top of the head.
He hit way harder this time than last time. I think he learned from being starched on his driveway.
It took a bit longer, but he will be waking up on his lawn. It then took about 20 minutes while freezing my ass off to track down Peabrain (my dog). I hate everyone.
So, I'm walking my dog, and happen across my neighbor (AKA a fucking asshole) he comes up to me and says that he was out of bounds with how he and his wife had acted last week. He extends his hand, and as I go to shake it saying 'it's all good, man' he drills me in the side of the head with a left - punch - hook, straight, whatever the hell it was, I don't know. I still can't see straight. And now my dog is running free. Technically still on a leash, just not attached to my hand.
Now you think this has already gone wrong, but I'm me. All I'm wearing is black cargo shorts and my gi top, which is basically nothing more than a bath robe at this point. But, it's well broken in, warm, and comfy.
But back to this dipshit. Once I kind of clear my head, I look at him (this is an Archer reference) I say "Who taught you how to punch, your sister?"
This is where it all went wrong.
He looks at me like a raging Paul Bunyan and says "My would have been twin sister was stillborn."
Fuck me.
Now, I'm not laughing at the death of an unborn child. But I am laughing at the fact that this has just gone so wrong so fast. Before I know it, I ate another left from this cockbag. Basically to the top of the head.
He hit way harder this time than last time. I think he learned from being starched on his driveway.
It took a bit longer, but he will be waking up on his lawn. It then took about 20 minutes while freezing my ass off to track down Peabrain (my dog). I hate everyone.
