walked home around 1 am; pizza slice in one hand; drink in the other, to a drunk 21 year old kicking the rear of my bike. his friend was watching from a 2 meter distance.
i walk right up to the guy kicking my bike and smash my unopened pop can over his head. at this point, the dumb *** kicking my bike and his friend start backing off asking for no trouble. at this point, i am over aggressive and i start kicking and punching both of them while they are walking back to the main street. my main target was the guy who i saw kick my bike repeatedly.
i get dumb *** up on a wall and use my right/left elbows on his face.. a guy on a harley, mid 30's gets off his bike and says to leave him alone. i straight up tell the guy that this guy f'd with my motorcycle and the harley rider completely backed off me and went about his own business. as soon as the two idiots start jogging off i kick one of the guys in the ***.
as soon as i get to the back of my building, i see close up that there is puke all over my bike.
i go upstairs and fetch a big pale of water and soap... after about 3-5 minutes, i walk back downstairs.. and who do i see hiding in the shadows of the building right next to mine?? dumb *** who kicked/puked on my bike. i lose it and start chasing him.. i chase him on st. laurent blvd, and tackle him to the ground, get on top of him and i am feeding him with as many punches as i can and grabbing his shirt, lifting him up and using my force so he can lose his breath while he hits the ground. people break up the fight saying he is done (because this guy didn't do anything except try to choke me while i was on top of him).. i get up and try to get another few goes at him. the police cruise a few seconds after its over but didn't see anything. i walk back to my place.... as soon as i can see the back of my building, i see my bike is tipped over.
i lost it just by seeing this guy, i never thought about his friend who was probably hiding behind a car... i let my guard down.
now, my left mirror is broken, my paint is rashed and my left clip on looks bent.
after getting my landlord to check the security camera, i can immediately tell that as soon as i chased the one guy, his friend popped out of no where about 20 seconds later... lifted up my bike, popped the kick stand and threw it on the ground and started running.
my landlord printed me out a print screen image of the guys face who tipped over my bike. i am carrying it around with my wherever i go. this kid lives in my area, i am sure of that.. probably goes to mcgill or concordia.
i was supposed to go to bed at 1:30-2am since i have work in the morning, but i am still up hoping these two kids come back. my boss will understand what happened, and will write me off for the day... i have a surprise for these 2 if they come back.
i need sleep.
i walk right up to the guy kicking my bike and smash my unopened pop can over his head. at this point, the dumb *** kicking my bike and his friend start backing off asking for no trouble. at this point, i am over aggressive and i start kicking and punching both of them while they are walking back to the main street. my main target was the guy who i saw kick my bike repeatedly.
i get dumb *** up on a wall and use my right/left elbows on his face.. a guy on a harley, mid 30's gets off his bike and says to leave him alone. i straight up tell the guy that this guy f'd with my motorcycle and the harley rider completely backed off me and went about his own business. as soon as the two idiots start jogging off i kick one of the guys in the ***.
as soon as i get to the back of my building, i see close up that there is puke all over my bike.
i go upstairs and fetch a big pale of water and soap... after about 3-5 minutes, i walk back downstairs.. and who do i see hiding in the shadows of the building right next to mine?? dumb *** who kicked/puked on my bike. i lose it and start chasing him.. i chase him on st. laurent blvd, and tackle him to the ground, get on top of him and i am feeding him with as many punches as i can and grabbing his shirt, lifting him up and using my force so he can lose his breath while he hits the ground. people break up the fight saying he is done (because this guy didn't do anything except try to choke me while i was on top of him).. i get up and try to get another few goes at him. the police cruise a few seconds after its over but didn't see anything. i walk back to my place.... as soon as i can see the back of my building, i see my bike is tipped over.
i lost it just by seeing this guy, i never thought about his friend who was probably hiding behind a car... i let my guard down.
now, my left mirror is broken, my paint is rashed and my left clip on looks bent.
after getting my landlord to check the security camera, i can immediately tell that as soon as i chased the one guy, his friend popped out of no where about 20 seconds later... lifted up my bike, popped the kick stand and threw it on the ground and started running.
my landlord printed me out a print screen image of the guys face who tipped over my bike. i am carrying it around with my wherever i go. this kid lives in my area, i am sure of that.. probably goes to mcgill or concordia.
i was supposed to go to bed at 1:30-2am since i have work in the morning, but i am still up hoping these two kids come back. my boss will understand what happened, and will write me off for the day... i have a surprise for these 2 if they come back.
i need sleep.
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