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Back in the day... things were done so differently...
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I was a substitute teacher once. I walked in the classroom and everyone was running around yelling, throwing things and grabbing ass. I grabbed the largest and loudest and threw him head fist out the window. "Alright, which one of you mongrels wants to be next?" Amazing how fast things quieted down.
Bunners
Bunners
*laughs... it ended badly for the mugger...
I did a study on Shakespeare once concerning weaponry of the time. Basically every man was his own law as there was no real law enforcement. No one, including the priests went unarmed. If you were going to steal, then you accepted the risk of being killed for it.
We are no different now than they were then, just a little more civilized - but only a little.
Vix
I did a study on Shakespeare once concerning weaponry of the time. Basically every man was his own law as there was no real law enforcement. No one, including the priests went unarmed. If you were going to steal, then you accepted the risk of being killed for it.
We are no different now than they were then, just a little more civilized - but only a little.
Vix
I was sitting with a friend waiting for my other friend so we could go out to dinner.
I saw him sneak around a corner and heard something hit the floor and roll under the table.
It was a blue practice grenade. Every bit as loud as a shotgun going off. Gary dove for cover under a desk.
Paul sat down and laughed, "You hardly jumped."
I hit the top of his thigh with a personal protection device and pulled the trigger. "Neither did you."
"Ok asshole, we're even, where do you want to go for dinner?"
We went to a Mongolian BBQ place. Excellent all you can eat.
Bunners
I saw him sneak around a corner and heard something hit the floor and roll under the table.
It was a blue practice grenade. Every bit as loud as a shotgun going off. Gary dove for cover under a desk.
Paul sat down and laughed, "You hardly jumped."
I hit the top of his thigh with a personal protection device and pulled the trigger. "Neither did you."
"Ok asshole, we're even, where do you want to go for dinner?"
We went to a Mongolian BBQ place. Excellent all you can eat.
Bunners
When my mom was just a young thing (back in the 30's) she kept her nickles inside her glove (Cleveland gets cold in the winter back then). They were for riding the streetcar and lunch and such. Back then nickles would get you a lot of things so they were valuable and she had plenty in her glove at all times.
One day a kid from school put his hands where she didn't want them. So she swung her hand to slap him hard... and forgot about the nickles. He forgot everything for a while (unconscious).
As for purses, I know plenty of women who need no bricks in those things. There's a veritable suitcase full of lord knows what and it ain't light weight.
One day a kid from school put his hands where she didn't want them. So she swung her hand to slap him hard... and forgot about the nickles. He forgot everything for a while (unconscious).
As for purses, I know plenty of women who need no bricks in those things. There's a veritable suitcase full of lord knows what and it ain't light weight.
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