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(Originally posted on: 10-12-02 11:50:32 PM)
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Okay. Sometime in the near future, I'll be visiting the residence of a certain 28 year-old (now 34) I've hated since I met. I am seriously contemplating bringing a bat with me, with the knowledge that I am 17 and if I seriously injure this worthless piece of shit, I'd probably be tossed into jail as an adult for aggravated assault.
Why do I hate him so much? Well, I'll tell you.
First of all, I know this guy through one of my mom's friends. He's the husband of said friend, and a few years ago, I met him for the first time. I was 11, and he treated my sister and I like shit, especially when we were out of view of my mom or her friend (his wife).
-The first night we were there, we all decided to pile into their minivan and head to a restaurant. The thing only had five seats, and there were seven people going. We could've taken two vehicles, but the guy insisted that we take his shitty minivan. I plopped down in the backseat, but the guy told me to "Get the hell out of my seat, or else I'll (insert random physical threat here)." We (my sister and I) were forced to sit in the back of the van, with no restraints, while my mom's friend drove like a fucking maniac down a crowded highway.
-The second day we were there, we all hopped onto this guy's boat to go sailing or some shit. We'd made it a good ways from shore when I stood up to get a look at the horizon. The way the boat was designed, I had to steady myself on the ship-steering wheel column to get up high enough to see anything in front of the boat. I had just climbed up high enough to barely see what I wanted to see, when this guy stands up and pushes me off the column. I busted my ass on the edge of the boat and nearly fell out.
-The last day we were there, we went back to the boat to make sure we got everything. We were loading up in the marina parking lot when the guy insisted I shake his hand. I refused, and he punched me hard in the stomach. I fell down.
Now add in six or seven more incidents like this. You've been bored enough, and I don't feel like typing them all out. I'm getting pissed off just typing the three above.
I've daydreamed many times over the years of taking a big, blunt object to this guy's worthless head, and just wailing until I pass out. But is it worth it? Would you do it? If so, with what? Bottle? Brick? Bat? What?
So, yay
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