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13:48 Dec 13 2010
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Drunk Guy Beatdown



It was after gym - Winter was upon me, the wind was biting my cheeky cheeks as I stood outside the store; after a few seconds of pre-planning I stepped inside and walked with sure feet towards the soda section (I'm an avid drinker of diet soda, as you may or may not know from previous instances of my journal OR via reading my profile!)





After deciding upon two of my favorite flavors I went to pay for my merchandise - The girl at the cash register thought I looked cute, with my extremely fluffy muffler and green indie jacket; I said nothing and paid for my stuff - And this is where the fun begins!





Next to me, in the other line there stood a drunk guy - He might have been high on snow blow too, because he was edgy and twitchy; sure signs of having inhibited something other than alcohol typically!





Well, I paid for my things and tried to make my way around him, but my extremely large indie backpack glanced his twitchy and wiry frame and he immediately turned to me with glaring eyes; they blazed and he most certainly looked like a rabid dog-rat hybrid ...





"MIND WHERE YOU STEP BOY, OR YOU'LL BE SORRY FOR SURE", dog-rat said to me with slurring syllables and aggressive undertones





"I already did, come at me bro", I replied while giving him my very best and rogueish smile; and this set something off in his brain - It might have been the smile or it might have been the "come at me bro" part (The equivalent sentence in Swedish doesn't sound quite as good, but sounds good enough I'd say!)





He was a little bit taller than me, but lanky and I was pre-pumped from a day of hard gymming; lumbering forward he tried to take a swing at me to the horror of the onlookers and the cash register girl who seemed unable to comprehend the reality of the situation - I am however used to these kinds of situations since asshats seem attracted to me for some reason! In real life trolling requires you to be on your toes, witty and swift of thought AND speedy when it comes to running and actually being able to defend yourself





Luckily I am all of these things and more!





I easily (Well, not easily!) evaded the punch and locked him down by using my vice like grip (380-420 pounds of grip strength HURTS) and keeping his arms from flailing while I subdued him into submission on the floor until cash register girl got enough sense to alert the security who promptly came there and took care of the situation - I was asked if I wanted to press charges, but I told them no!





Why? Well I had a bus to catch and the guy was probably just having a bad hair day (He was ugly-bald, like someone else I know! Herp Derp Come at me Jay!)





And that's the end of my story!