Ever had a gun pointed at you? (1 Viewer)

[Raider Nation]

- Toy guns, BB guns and paintball guns don't count.

- Your wife pointing an unloaded gun at you to get what she wants doesn't count.

- Pointing a gun at yourself when you hear people pronounce "Don" and "Dawn" the same way doesn't count.

 

[flapgreen]

If nothing else, your titles are unique.

eta: Crimes should have a lot of experience with this topic. Due to his disappearance, I'm thinking that was last thing that happened to him

 

[Guzalot]

Yes, I have.

 

[Raider Nation]

Yes, I have.

Doesn't it feel good to unburden yourself like that?

 

[Guzalot]

Yes, I have.

Doesn't it feel good to unburden yourself like that?

It really does. I'm going to fire my therapist first thing in the morning.

 

[snitwitch]

Yes. And the guy hit me under the chin with it. It sucked. I was checking out his girl, not even leering that badly, and he came out of this bar/restaurant like 5 minutes later and confronted me. His buddies pulled him off after he smacked me.

 

[NorvilleBarnes]

In Afghanistan I was driving a van with doctors and nurses in it. As we approached an armed checkpoint and slowed down, our translator in the passenger seat says "Don't stop". There were about 4 or 5 locals with machine guns waiving for me to stop. "Looks like they want me to stop" - I start slowing down. Our translator slides down out of seat "Don't stop - they will be very angry." I'm like "Aren't they going to be angry if I don't stop?" Now he's panicked, on floor "DON"T STOP! YOU CANNOT STOP HERE!" He's starting to freak me out so I gun it and they all lower their weapons and take aim. I crouch down as far as I can behind the steering wheel, and point to a UN placard in the window. They're screaming on the outside, the translator is screaming on the inside, and I'm yelling "FUUUUUUUUUUU...."

There's no shooting and after a while the translator gets back in his seat and I look around at my passengers It was their first day.

 

[Doctor Detroit]

Several times, been shot at some as well.

Being mortared is much worse though, you hear the shot and the next couple of seconds makes you want to .

 

[Smack Tripper]

I haven't but my alias has

 

[BobbyLayne]

No, just a missile with the fire control signal locked-on.

But never a gun.

 

[Raider Nation]

No, just a missile with the fire control signal locked-on.

That was my next thread, smarty pants.

 

[Raider Nation]

No, just a missile with the fire control signal locked-on.

That was my next thread, smarty pants.

When your plane launches compensatory measures, you start thinking about God and that one hot chick you just missed plowing.

I originally really meant a gun pointed at you by some thug on Main Street in Anytown, USA, but military stories are also encouraged.

 

[BobbyLayne]

No, just a missile with the fire control signal locked-on.

That was my next thread, smarty pants.

When your plane launches compensatory measures, you start thinking about God and that one hot chick you just missed plowing.

Surface-to-surface. I was on a FF, they were on a Libyan patrol boat. A-6 CAP on top of us, called it in, one shot with a harpoon. Drove over at daylight to look at the oil slick and debris field.

 

[Doctor Detroit]

No, just a missile with the fire control signal locked-on.

That was my next thread, smarty pants.

When your plane launches compensatory measures, you start thinking about God and that one hot chick you just missed plowing.

I originally really meant a gun pointed at you by some thug on Main Street in Anytown, USA, but military stories are also encouraged.

I have examples of both.

 

[Hoart Petterson]

1993. 48th & 8th. 3AM.

 

[bills025]

I had 2 guns pointed at me within 3 days by a couple of young thugs after throwing them out of the strip club I was managing. Different groups.

Then about 4 months later I had it happen again by some bums harassing customers outside of my sandwich shop whom my manager and my self confronted.

 

[BobbyLayne]

1993. 48th & 8th. 3AM.

The good ole days. I live @ 50th and 8th, fat chance you'll ever see a gun that isn't Five-O.

 

[Raider Nation]

I had it happen again by some bums harassing customers outside of my sandwich shop.

If you ever get a job at a bakery, always serve people in order.Edit: NSFW language in that link.

 

[Doctor Detroit]

No, just a missile with the fire control signal locked-on.

That was my next thread, smarty pants.

When your plane launches compensatory measures, you start thinking about God and that one hot chick you just missed plowing.

Surface-to-surface. I was on a FF, they were on a Libyan patrol boat. A-6 CAP on top of us, called it in, one shot with a harpoon. Drove over at daylight to look at the oil slick and debris field.

Damn, Intruder to the rescue. I had a surface to air into Kandahar in 2002 and then the same into Balad in 2003. In both cases they fired way to early, but I think the one in Kandahar was close enough because there was a lot of panic in the air crew. I think the Afghanistan one was serious because we had no idea if they had stingers, and I never found out what it was. The one in Iraq was probably something from the 1950s Soviet inventory, I doubt that one ever had a chance.

 

[bills025]

I had it happen again by some bums harassing customers outside of my sandwich shop.

If you ever get a job at a bakery, always serve people in order.

 

[Hoart Petterson]

1993. 48th & 8th. 3AM.

The good ole days. I live @ 50th and 8th, fat chance you'll ever see a gun that isn't Five-O.

I lived on 43rd & 10th. 3 of us split $870 rent. My rent was $290! Can't even imagine what it is now.

 

[timschochet]

Yep. About 12 years ago. I used to play chess at a club in North Long Beach. Bad part of town, not well lit, small shopping center. I was involved in a tournament that went over the normal time I was usually there, about 11:30 pm on a Tuesday evening. There were still people playing when I left. I got into my car, and as I started to close the door suddenly I saw a kid directly to my left, pointing a gun right at my head. I froze. He asked me to give him my keys. I did. Then he told me to get out of the car and lean against the wall. I did. I think I offered him money at that point, but he just pointed me to the wall. I seriously thought I was about to be shot. But he just wanted my car. He told me to close my eyes and don't move. Then he drove away. After about 5 minutes I went back into the club, and called the police and my wife.

They found my car in South Central about a month later, completely stripped. I had nightmares about this for years afterward.

 

[BobbyLayne]

No, just a missile with the fire control signal locked-on.

That was my next thread, smarty pants.

When your plane launches compensatory measures, you start thinking about God and that one hot chick you just missed plowing.

Surface-to-surface. I was on a FF, they were on a Libyan patrol boat. A-6 CAP on top of us, called it in, one shot with a harpoon. Drove over at daylight to look at the oil slick and debris field.

Damn, Intruder to the rescue. I had a surface to air into Kandahar in 2002 and then the same into Balad in 2003. In both cases they fired way to early, but I think the one in Kandahar was close enough because there was a lot of panic in the air crew. I think the Afghanistan one was serious because we had no idea if they had stingers, and I never found out what it was. The one in Iraq was probably something from the 1950s Soviet inventory, I doubt that one ever had a chance.

BTW - I didn't think about the girl. It was (after the fact) surreal...just did what I had been training for everyday for years. Next day I broke out in hives.Also had 12 missiles (Exocet and Scuds) fired at us in about 20 minutes a few years later in the Persian Gulf - we were escorting re-flagged Kuwati oil tankers. Same deal...just did the job, chaff and jamming evaded most, one taken out with that R2D2 gattling gun thingy (been too long). No hives the second time around, but it was a lot more scary after the fact than when it was happening.I don't know what real (ground) combat is like, but those two were close enough to know I never wanted to find out.

 

[BobbyLayne]

1993. 48th & 8th. 3AM.

The good ole days. I live @ 50th and 8th, fat chance you'll ever see a gun that isn't Five-O.

I lived on 43rd & 10th. 3 of us split $870 rent. My rent was $290! Can't even imagine what it is now.

Ha! That's where my daughter goes to nursery school (Manhattan Plaza). We bought our co-op, but are spending August in a Shelter Island rental. We've thought about subletting it out...prolly $4K if we wanted to do it.

 

[Doctor Detroit]

When your plane launches compensatory measures, you start thinking about God and that one hot chick you just missed plowing.

Surface-to-surface. I was on a FF, they were on a Libyan patrol boat. A-6 CAP on top of us, called it in, one shot with a harpoon. Drove over at daylight to look at the oil slick and debris field.

Damn, Intruder to the rescue. I had a surface to air into Kandahar in 2002 and then the same into Balad in 2003. In both cases they fired way to early, but I think the one in Kandahar was close enough because there was a lot of panic in the air crew. I think the Afghanistan one was serious because we had no idea if they had stingers, and I never found out what it was. The one in Iraq was probably something from the 1950s Soviet inventory, I doubt that one ever had a chance.

BTW - I didn't think about the girl. It was (after the fact) surreal...just did what I had been training for everyday for years. Next day I broke out in hives.Also had 12 missiles (Exocet and Scuds) fired at us in about 20 minutes a few years later in the Persian Gulf - we were escorting re-flagged Kuwati oil tankers. Same deal...just did the job, chaff and jamming evaded most, one taken out with that R2D2 gattling gun thingy (been too long). No hives the second time around, but it was a lot more scary after the fact than when it was happening.I don't know what real (ground) combat is like, but those two were close enough to know I never wanted to find out.

I was only afraid the time I was in Gardez, Afghanistan and the base was getting attacked. No hives, but I really wasn't the same for a long time after that. It helps when you are doing your job at the time, it allows you to concentrate on that and not think about getting dead.

 

[timschochet]

One of my alltime favorite stories- have no idea if its true, but I love it anyway:

I used to take karate lessons, and one time the head sensei for all the studios came over to visit, and my own sensei was telling stories about him. Said that one time he was walking past an alley in Los Angeles somewhere and some thug pulls a gun on him, wants him to give him his wallet. So the sensei naturally disarms the thug, snatching the gun away. Then, shaking his head, the sensei says, "I didn't do that just right. Here, I'm going to hand you your gun back, and let's try it again." He offers the gun back to the thug who just stares at him and then runs.

 

[BobbyLayne]

BTW - I didn't think about the girl. It was (after the fact) surreal...just did what I had been training for everyday for years. Next day I broke out in hives.

Also had 12 missiles (Exocet and Scuds) fired at us in about 20 minutes a few years later in the Persian Gulf - we were escorting re-flagged Kuwati oil tankers. Same deal...just did the job, chaff and jamming evaded most, one taken out with that R2D2 gattling gun thingy (been too long). No hives the second time around, but it was a lot more scary after the fact than when it was happening.

I don't know what real (ground) combat is like, but those two were close enough to know I never wanted to find out.

I was only afraid the time I was in Gardez, Afghanistan and the base was getting attacked. No hives, but I really wasn't the same for a long time after that. It helps when you are doing your job at the time, it allows you to concentrate on that and not think about getting dead.

Yep. That is the only time I ever had hives. No warning, had the mid-watch, went to sleep, woke up for lunch and I had about a thousand little white head pimples all over my neck and face.That first time, my radar operator - I was passive electronic warfare, had to co-ordinate with the active radar crew - was this tough guy Puerto Rican kid from the Bronx. Dude had huge upper body, in great shape, awesome boxer. Totally freaked out. Yanked him off the scope and put Jonesy on it. Jones? 110 pound fairy, probably the most effeminate guy on board. Jonesy was cool as a cucumber, got a bronze star medal out of it.

ETA: Think the Bronze Stars got handed out in '88; been too long, not sure what citation folks got back in '86.

ANYWAY...you just never know who you can depend on until it is happening.

 

[Hagger]

Yes. I was 18 and working for Little Caesars Pizza. Everyone else had gone home and I was supposed to shut down and clean up for the night. 10 minutes before closing time a large guy walked in. Had on a thick, brown leather jacket, a black Raiders cap and some type of black material pulled over his face so I couldn't see him at all. He approached the counter and removed a hand gun out from under his jacket and demanded all of the money from the safe and till. I obliged. About 20 seconds into the robbery he threatened me that if I didn't move faster he'd shoot my knees out. I was relieved cause that meant maybe his intent wasn't to kill me, just cripple me. Either way, he got his loot and took off without hurting me. The cops interviewed me once and did no investitation beyond that.

Looking down the barrell of a gun and not knowing the full intention of the person who's pointing it at you is scarry as hell, and makes you think about things you normally wouldn't for months, even years, after.

 

[Sheriff66]

One time, in a bowling alley in Greensburg when I was 19, I was drunk so I didn't really feel the seriousness of the situation at the time, but did the next day and for about a month after. These kids jumped my friend so I jumped in to help, one of his buddies pulled the gun and pointed it at me, I called the kid with the gun a p#### and walked away, luckily he didn't shoot me dead.

 

[Arizona Ron]

8 years old. Walk into a local bodega to buy a juice while the place was being robbed. As soon as I walked in, the guy pointed the gun at me and said "GTFO of here". I turned around and ran like hell.

16 years old. Got robbed in a NY while visiting my cousins in Franklin project.

16 years old. At the boardwalk with my girlfried. We walked by a canopy that are set every 100 yards or so on the boardwalk; usually were people stop and take short breaks or just watch the ocean. Some guy stood up in a canopy maybe 5 yards from us; we were walking by, I looked over just as he shot some women in the back of her head. He then pointed the gun at everyone withing range of him and started charging toward the middle of the boardwalk. I hauled ###. The guy turned the gun on himself; he died, the women he shot lived.

17 years old. Walking home from a football game with some other buddies. We were approached by two guys. One of the guys on the football team beat this guy up the day before, he met us with the next day. We were in no way a "gang", just on the same football team and stuck together. The two kids pointed guns at all of us, cursed a lot but never fired. Again, hauled ###.

18 years old. Summer before I went to college while at a party some drunk guy pulled a gun out on me and 3 of my buddies. Still no idea why. The guys with him got him under control and they left; we left a short time after.

Several other incidents I’ve seen guns drawn but not directly at me. Just growing up in a in a bad area.

GB leaving that area.

 

[Hastur]

I was going to write about have a .38 stuck in my ribs while delivering pizza, but it pales in comparison to stories already told.

Bobby and Detroit, God bless you both.

"I was at a chess tournament..."

 

[B-Deep]

I also had a gun pointed at me while delivering pizza. Dude had a shotgun and demanded my car, which i kindly gave to him.

Got it back like 2 months later, and there were still hot bags in it with the second delivery of the trip inside them.

 

[Darth Cheney]

I was working at a movie theater. It was a late night showing of the movie Juice. There was a complaint that someone was making noise so like a moron I went in and stood in the back. I went in to see what the commotion was about and some guy came up to me asked me what I was doing, told me he was "toothless..but ruthless with the ladies", told me I looked like a geek but that he liked me, pulled a gun out and then said he was going to finish watching the movie. I left, and went upstairs to tell my supervisor and came back down just as everyone was running out of the theatre. A couple of seconds later, the guy walks out laughing....yelling "Where you all going?...I'm just going to get some popcorn."

 

[SuperJohn96]

I haven't but my Mom had one pointed inches from her face from two crackheads.

She worked in a hair salon 3 minutes from home, and her coworker left for a coffee run as it was so slow that day.

They came in, pointed the gun at my Mom's face and told her to go hid in the closet and count to a thousand or they would kill her.

They took less than $200 from the till, her purse with maybe $40, and took off. She called the cops right away and the next day someone turned in her purse found nearby with all her cards...just the cash missing.

We don't talk about it much, but when we do, she always brings up the fact that it was really nice that day and I walked home from middle school (grade 6) with some friends or I would have been there too.

Anyway, maybe 5 or 6 years later, my family is sitting around watching some Steven Seagal movie, and in the scene someone points a gun in Seagal's face, and the camera angle switches to Point of View, so the viewer is looking down the barrel of the handgun.

I happen to look over at my Mom, and she's quietly sobbing to herself because it made her flashback to that incident.

 

[Lake Titicaca]

"I was at a chess tournament..."

No kidding. Only Tim. " . . . so I turned white and went c3 to e4 and got the hell out of there!"

 

[Spike]

The last time I had a weapon pointed at me was when I wrote "prolly" in a message thread.

 

[hooter311]

8 years old. Walk into a local bodega to buy a juice while the place was being robbed. As soon as I walked in, the guy pointed the gun at me and said "GTFO of here". I turned around and ran like hell.16 years old. Got robbed in a NY while visiting my cousins in Franklin project.16 years old. At the boardwalk with my girlfried. We walked by a canopy that are set every 100 yards or so on the boardwalk; usually were people stop and take short breaks or just watch the ocean. Some guy stood up in a canopy maybe 5 yards from us; we were walking by, I looked over just as he shot some women in the back of her head. He then pointed the gun at everyone withing range of him and started charging toward the middle of the boardwalk. I hauled ###. The guy turned the gun on himself; he died, the women he shot lived.17 years old. Walking home from a football game with some other buddies. We were approached by two guys. One of the guys on the football team beat this guy up the day before, he met us with the next day. We were in no way a "gang", just on the same football team and stuck together. The two kids pointed guns at all of us, cursed a lot but never fired. Again, hauled ###.18 years old. Summer before I went to college while at a party some drunk guy pulled a gun out on me and 3 of my buddies. Still no idea why. The guys with him got him under control and they left; we left a short time after.Several other incidents I’ve seen guns drawn but not directly at me. Just growing up in a in a bad area. GB leaving that area.

Are you 19 yet?

 

[Ignoramus]

One of my alltime favorite stories- have no idea if its true, but I love it anyway:

I used to take karate lessons, and one time the head sensei for all the studios came over to visit, and my own sensei was telling stories about him. Said that one time he was walking past an alley in Los Angeles somewhere and some thug pulls a gun on him, wants him to give him his wallet. So the sensei naturally disarms the thug, snatching the gun away. Then, shaking his head, the sensei says, "I didn't do that just right. Here, I'm going to hand you your gun back, and let's try it again." He offers the gun back to the thug who just stares at him and then runs.

Oh bull####.

 

[Ditkaless Wonders]

Yes

 

[pantagrapher]

Twice. First time was when I went rabbit hunting with a friend of mine. I had a rifle; he had a shotgun. A rabbit ran behind me and he swung the shotgun around and pulled the trigger shortly after the barrel passed my face. That scared the crap out of me.

A couple years later, hanging out at a friend's apartment (we lived in the same building). A friend of his came over—really unstable, weird dude he knew from his high school football days—and we were drinking and hanging out. All of a sudden the guy pulls a handgun out of his jacket and points it at me. My friend and I both freak out. He starts waving the gun around telling us to relax, that we should go out to a bar or something. I bolted for the door and took off back to my apartment at the first opportunity. Eff that ess.

 

[raisydaisy]

In Erie, PA there was a local college bar called the Shaggy Dog. I think I was leaving alone. I was down the block from the front of the bar, make a left on the next block and a guy I know, really cool dude, not a tough guy or anything said he was taking a piss on the building a got hit in the back of the head, he was really wasted. Next I hear yelling, something to the effect of "you wanna piss on our building I'll shoot your ###" Look behind me and the manic has a gun in each hand, waving them around like a crazy guy. I'm sorta in shock trying to figure out WTF is going on. The guy is ranting away and another guy is coming up behind him (his brother). His brother grabs both arms, slams him against the wall and starts yelling at him........are you f'n crazy.....ect, get the f back in the house. Crazy guy is still yelling at pee guy but goes back in the house. Brother apoligize, said hia brother was sick of college punks peeing on their building(it was some sort of business with apartment upstairs) etc. It was good for a nice rush, the guns were a .38 in one hand and .44 in the other.

 

[Ditkaless Wonders]

In Erie, PA there was a local college bar called the Shaggy Dog. I think I was leaving alone. I was down the block from the front of the bar, make a left on the next block and a guy I know, really cool dude, not a tough guy or anything said he was taking a piss on the building a got hit in the back of the head, he was really wasted. Next I hear yelling, something to the effect of "you wanna piss on our building I'll shoot your ###" Look behind me and the manic has a gun in each hand, waving them around like a crazy guy. I'm sorta in shock trying to figure out WTF is going on. The guy is ranting away and another guy is coming up behind him (his brother). His brother grabs both arms, slams him against the wall and starts yelling at him........are you f'n crazy.....ect, get the f back in the house. Crazy guy is still yelling at pee guy but goes back in the house. Brother apoligize, said hia brother was sick of college punks peeing on their building(it was some sort of business with apartment upstairs) etc. It was good for a nice rush, the guns were a .38 in one hand and .44 in the other.

How could you tell?

 

[Sheriff66]

In Erie, PA there was a local college bar called the Shaggy Dog. I think I was leaving alone. I was down the block from the front of the bar, make a left on the next block and a guy I know, really cool dude, not a tough guy or anything said he was taking a piss on the building a got hit in the back of the head, he was really wasted. Next I hear yelling, something to the effect of "you wanna piss on our building I'll shoot your ###" Look behind me and the manic has a gun in each hand, waving them around like a crazy guy. I'm sorta in shock trying to figure out WTF is going on. The guy is ranting away and another guy is coming up behind him (his brother). His brother grabs both arms, slams him against the wall and starts yelling at him........are you f'n crazy.....ect, get the f back in the house. Crazy guy is still yelling at pee guy but goes back in the house. Brother apoligize, said hia brother was sick of college punks peeing on their building(it was some sort of business with apartment upstairs) etc. It was good for a nice rush, the guns were a .38 in one hand and .44 in the other.

How could you tell?

Doesn't everyone know what a Saturday night special and a 44 Mag looks like ?

 

[Ditkaless Wonders]

In Erie, PA there was a local college bar called the Shaggy Dog. I think I was leaving alone. I was down the block from the front of the bar, make a left on the next block and a guy I know, really cool dude, not a tough guy or anything said he was taking a piss on the building a got hit in the back of the head, he was really wasted. Next I hear yelling, something to the effect of "you wanna piss on our building I'll shoot your ###" Look behind me and the manic has a gun in each hand, waving them around like a crazy guy. I'm sorta in shock trying to figure out WTF is going on. The guy is ranting away and another guy is coming up behind him (his brother). His brother grabs both arms, slams him against the wall and starts yelling at him........are you f'n crazy.....ect, get the f back in the house. Crazy guy is still yelling at pee guy but goes back in the house. Brother apoligize, said hia brother was sick of college punks peeing on their building(it was some sort of business with apartment upstairs) etc. It was good for a nice rush, the guns were a .38 in one hand and .44 in the other.

How could you tell?

Doesn't everyone know what a Saturday night special and a 44 Mag looks like ?

No, they don't. They may think they do, but they don't.

 

[raisydaisy]

In Erie, PA there was a local college bar called the Shaggy Dog. I think I was leaving alone. I was down the block from the front of the bar, make a left on the next block and a guy I know, really cool dude, not a tough guy or anything said he was taking a piss on the building a got hit in the back of the head, he was really wasted. Next I hear yelling, something to the effect of "you wanna piss on our building I'll shoot your ###" Look behind me and the manic has a gun in each hand, waving them around like a crazy guy. I'm sorta in shock trying to figure out WTF is going on. The guy is ranting away and another guy is coming up behind him (his brother). His brother grabs both arms, slams him against the wall and starts yelling at him........are you f'n crazy.....ect, get the f back in the house. Crazy guy is still yelling at pee guy but goes back in the house. Brother apoligize, said hia brother was sick of college punks peeing on their building(it was some sort of business with apartment upstairs) etc. It was good for a nice rush, the guns were a .38 in one hand and .44 in the other.

How could you tell?

We asked the brother if the guns were real and he told us they were a .38 and .44

 

[raisydaisy]

In Erie, PA there was a local college bar called the Shaggy Dog. I think I was leaving alone. I was down the block from the front of the bar, make a left on the next block and a guy I know, really cool dude, not a tough guy or anything said he was taking a piss on the building a got hit in the back of the head, he was really wasted. Next I hear yelling, something to the effect of "you wanna piss on our building I'll shoot your ###" Look behind me and the manic has a gun in each hand, waving them around like a crazy guy. I'm sorta in shock trying to figure out WTF is going on. The guy is ranting away and another guy is coming up behind him (his brother). His brother grabs both arms, slams him against the wall and starts yelling at him........are you f'n crazy.....ect, get the f back in the house. Crazy guy is still yelling at pee guy but goes back in the house. Brother apoligize, said hia brother was sick of college punks peeing on their building(it was some sort of business with apartment upstairs) etc. It was good for a nice rush, the guns were a .38 in one hand and .44 in the other.

How could you tell?

Doesn't everyone know what a Saturday night special and a 44 Mag looks like ?

No, they don't. They may think they do, but they don't.

I would have had no clue what they were.

 

[E-Z Glider]

Not me, but one time my buddy was walking home late at night with a case of beer while going to college at Pitt. He was approached by 2 young thugs. One stuck a gun in his face and demanded the beer. Said the kids hand was shaking so bad he was terrified the gun was going to go off accidentally. He handed the beer over instantly. Always made me glad I went to PSU instead of Pitt.

 

[Lake Titicaca]

Yes

When you're naked on your back porch cleaning your firearms and terrorizing your Vietnamese neighbors and their beautiful teenage daughter?

 

[Sheriff66]

Not me, but one time my buddy was walking home late at night with a case of beer while going to college at Pitt. He was approached by 2 young thugs. One stuck a gun in his face and demanded the beer. Said the kids hand was shaking so bad he was terrified the gun was going to go off accidentally. He handed the beer over instantly. Always made me glad I went to PSU instead of Pitt.

Oakland sucks

 

[Wu-banger]

yes ....

twice .

I am anticipating the 3rd being soon ... the area has been going crazy this year with violence and I have made more enemies than normal recently.

Should be interesting.