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Title: BLACKEYE
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Published: May 8, 2007
Author: A K A Stone
Post Date: 2007-05-08 23:32:40 by A K A Stone
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Comments: 13
Yeah I got a black eye. A K A Stone got in a little rumble. Let me tell you all about it. It was about 4am. My doorbell started ringing like crazy...ring ring ring ring ring ring ring.........I wondered who it could be and threw a pair of sweat pants on. It turned out to be my neighbor Stephanie. She was with some lady and she was frantic. She told me to call 911 quick that Chris (her loser boyfriend) had broken into her house and was breaking windows and threatening to stab her. I was thinking why the fuck did you take this loser back who robbed her jewelry and her bank account about a month earlier. So it took me a couple of minnutes to find the cordless phone. I decided I'd let her make the call because of the fact she took the loser back. When I went back to the door she and the lady were now more towards the center of the street. I saw her "boyfriend" standing on his porch. He yelled at me not to call 911. I ignored the ass and walked to phone to Stephanie and gave it to her. The guy yelled something to me about fighting and called me a pussy or something when I went back to my house. I wasn't in the mood to get into a fight with some dude who possibly had a knife or something. I retreated in the house to collect my thoughts or whatever. I'm not sure how it started but I noticed that Stephanie and Chris were in the street by my van rolling around on the ground fighting. She was screaming. Everything was happening so fast. I was thinking "is he stabbing her" what should I do. I thought of the baseball bat that was behind the seat of my car. For some reason I didn't want to go into my kitchen and grab a kitchen knife. I also didn't go for heavier arms that in truth were scattered and not readily available. Anyway I was going to get the bat was my thinking and go bash that guy in the head to get him off of her. On my way to the truck I remembered that my truch was locked. My next thought was that there was some big rocks near and I would go get one of those and bash his head in. That took a couple of minnutes. When I found a big rock the fighting had stopped so I left it there. I started towards the street where they had been fighting. I saw that Chris had gotten into a van that was parked in front of Stephanies house. When he saw me he got out of the van. I don't know if I knew he wasn't armed at the time or if I still thought he might have a weapon. I probably thought he might still have a weapon. It all happened so fast I'm not really sure about that. Anyway he somehow came at me and popped me in my left eye, giving me a blackeye. The fight was on. I used to box so I took a boxing position. I went towards him and hit him a few times and then wrestled him to the ground. I immediatly got him so that my knees were on his shoulders. I started to hit him a few times in the face. That is how I also broke my hand. I then noticed that there was a large serving fork in the yard. I was thinking this must be what he was threatening to cut Stephanie with. I was able to reach over and grab the fork and still keep him pinned. I grabbed the fork and stuck it in his mouth. I something like "You ready to die mother fucker. I'll kill your ass". I wanted to scare him. Just kept it in his mouth for a few seconds. Then threw it far away. The lady I mentioned earlier was Chris's mother. She at some point in this when I had Chris pinned asked me not to go to hard on him or something like that. That he was out of it. I guess Stephanie had called Chris's mother earlier to try to control him but they couldn't. Back to the story. So I threw the fork far away. Then I slapped him a couple more times. So I am sitting on him and have him pinned. It is cold and I have on no shoes or shirt and only a pair of sweat pants. He then asked me why I was hitting him. I said what the fuck you talking about you gave me a black eye asshole. Then I think I popped him again. Shortly thereafter the cops came. Five cars came without lights. They took him away and charged him with felony burglary. I went to the hospital and got a splint on my hand because it was broken. There is more to this story and I will tell more of the story soon.
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#1. To: A K A Stone (#0)
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Maybe you could give MudBot Slim some fighting tips. He thinks he's some sort of badass or something.
I liked your story.
Thank you. Nice to see you are still around here. I will add more to the story when I have a larger block of time. What's happening in your neck of the woods?
I haven't got in any fights lately. I almost gave you advice on what you should have done but there's never time to think in these situations and armchair quarterbacking is so passe. Do you wish it never happened?
I don't think that, I know that...heh heh heh. Regards...MUD
"Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, LOL...great story, Mr. Stone, but you been watching too many movies..."You ready to die, mother f***er?" Heh heh heh...perfect. Regards...MUD BTW...I broke my hand over some guys' skull once...sorta takes the fun outta winning the imbroglio, doesn't it?
"Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Retard. When you're in a fight, you scream at your opponent to throw him off balance or scare him. THe more noise you make the better. Once, in a scuffle, I howled like a wolf. Scared the guy out of his mind.
Bucks too hard plays too rough, 2000 pounds of dangerous stuff, The way he looks he wants to tear me apart, But the way he throws me nearly stops my heart,-Buck and Roll.
Sure you did, wolfman, sure you did.
I prefer to just go about my business and let the other poor bastard scream/squeal like a girl...LOL!!
"Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Lol. Can't howl anymore, Freddy. My voice is too low. I used to have a lot of fun scaring dogs, by howling at night. But you have to understand the situation. It's dark, some guy is shoving you in a parking lot, and howling. You'd be scared too.
Bucks too hard plays too rough, 2000 pounds of dangerous stuff, The way he looks he wants to tear me apart, But the way he throws me nearly stops my heart,-Buck and Roll.
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Kimber is your friend. Especially .45ACP. 8^) Just for future reference... Getting tired of the bozoed calcon following me around on the 'net, wanting to discuss "tossing salad." Sorry, you sick rump-ranger. NOT interested.
I also didn't go for heavier arms that in truth were scattered and not readily available. Kimber is your friend. Especially .45ACP. 8^) Just for future reference... You two crack me up...I don't remember reading this stone, but I'm glad you came out of this with no more than a broken hand. I'm all in favor of being armed, if the situation calls for it, but if it's hand to hand, I can do that too..if it's one on one...lol I'm not a boxer stone, but I learned a lot when I took my son to our local Dojo for jiu jitsu classes years ago, even tho I was lucky enough to never have to use what I learned on anyone, those lessons came in handy when he was seriously injured and lay comatose..dead weight, I learned how to use a persons body weight against them. If this had been me, and your friends crazy boy friend was coming at me, I'd know enough to know he wasn't about to give me a kiss, therefore, he would have been singing ava maria in high C, before he ever got his fist in the air, then he'd have been picking his dead weight up off the ground...across the street~
"I really wanna care. I wanna feel somethin'. Let me dig a little deeper:. No, My give-a-damn's busted"~ Messina Jo Dee
#2. To: A K A Stone (#0)
Whatcha Lookin' At, Butthead
#3. To: Biff Tannen (#2)
#4. To: A K A Stone (#3)
Whatcha Lookin' At, Butthead
#5. To: Fred Mertz (#1)
"He thinks he's some sort of badass or something."
Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the US Constitution."
#6. To: A K A Stone (#0)
"I [exclaimed] something like "You ready to die mother fucker. I'll kill your ass"."
Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the US Constitution."
#7. To: Mudboy Slim (#6)
LOL...great story, Mr. Stone, but you been watching too many movies..."You ready to die, mother f***er?"
#8. To: continental op (#7)
Once, in a scuffle, I howled like a wolf. Scared the guy out of his mind.
#9. To: continental op (#7)
"When you're in a fight, you scream at your opponent to throw him off balance or scare him."
Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the US Constitution."
#10. To: Fred Mertz (#8)
#11. To: All (#0)
#12. To: A K A Stone (#0)
I also didn't go for heavier arms that in truth were scattered and not readily available.
#13. To: Capitalist Eric, A K A Stone (#12)
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