Manuel tells us about his recent misadventure which unfortunately did nothing exceptional (via the Heretic). We may quibble with envy as some commentators that the teenager who alpagué our big Bill had finally committed a very slight rudeness that deserves opprobrium.
is being misled about the meaning heavily to bring to this event.
I'm sure many of you as I had the unfortunate experience of a young con-strapped benchmarks. Let me tell you mine and that of my brother who will not fail to be representative of a certain mentality.
sooner had I joined the school benches in a fit of nostalgia, some of my classmates and myself had decided to pay a visit to our former teachers college.
It was a lovely afternoon we spent except that it ends so many incongruous for your servant.
While we exchanged endless front of the hotel, three or four adjacent olibrius hurried down the road at full speed with the intention obviously to attract attention: vehicle backfiring ostentatious colors, multiple trips back and forth, etc..
So I let my eyes lose some of these clowns as anyone would have done in the context of a conversation that focuses your attention. Except that a single glance, as it was furtive was a sufficient reason for one of invidivus come to me to quarrel.
Can not see it coming: I hardly paid attention to this back-and-fro. The car stopped
, a young adult came down, came up to me and his upper meter ninety had just enough time to say "it's me you looking at?" before shake my throat and struck me with a headbutt.
not so much pain that left me speechless stupefaction. And yet I knew this unwritten rule that prevails in areas "disadvantaged" never, never meet the eyes of these young idiots. But what do you, that day, I just released my guard.
Misadventure also for my brother whose stature has yet what to frighten many.
1.97 m to 140kg. This has not prevented a teenager aged just 12 to 13 years to the inquiry by asking him first if he had a handkerchief, which he then gave him a piece money, which he did not. It even took out a flashlight we-don't-know-where.
Not one of these traditional flashlights that you keep it carefully in his glove, but not those the size of a club, very popular with security guards . He knocked
so my brother in the forearm and left unmolested.
A punch and the young con have had their heads screwed out yet.
Mathieu has brilliantly identified what it is: young research benchmarks. Except as landmarks, nobody gives them. From then it tests the boundaries, pushing a little more by bidding until they are ... often too late.
All these stories have a common point: the cake of Manu, the look that I left lying around and the coin of my brother. Mere excuses to test his omnipotence.
Also, a teenager who calls an adult so rude in the familiarly with, I am sure this aggressive tone that we all know, the challenge is already .
The facts themselves are only slightly objectionable. Certainly. But should we expect that these challenges escalate in physical attacks, even as crimes or offenses to be offended and oppose?
I hope not.
Meanwhile, I can not tell you how pleased I am no longer living in this climate that in my anxiety no longer the preserve of the few suburbs.
PS: The question of ethnicity is foreign to this subject. For the record, the young jerk who assaulted me was white.
PPS: Photo found at Nicolas . I love it!
is being misled about the meaning heavily to bring to this event.
I'm sure many of you as I had the unfortunate experience of a young con-strapped benchmarks. Let me tell you mine and that of my brother who will not fail to be representative of a certain mentality.
sooner had I joined the school benches in a fit of nostalgia, some of my classmates and myself had decided to pay a visit to our former teachers college.
It was a lovely afternoon we spent except that it ends so many incongruous for your servant.
While we exchanged endless front of the hotel, three or four adjacent olibrius hurried down the road at full speed with the intention obviously to attract attention: vehicle backfiring ostentatious colors, multiple trips back and forth, etc..
So I let my eyes lose some of these clowns as anyone would have done in the context of a conversation that focuses your attention. Except that a single glance, as it was furtive was a sufficient reason for one of invidivus come to me to quarrel.
Can not see it coming: I hardly paid attention to this back-and-fro. The car stopped
, a young adult came down, came up to me and his upper meter ninety had just enough time to say "it's me you looking at?" before shake my throat and struck me with a headbutt.
not so much pain that left me speechless stupefaction. And yet I knew this unwritten rule that prevails in areas "disadvantaged" never, never meet the eyes of these young idiots. But what do you, that day, I just released my guard.
Misadventure also for my brother whose stature has yet what to frighten many.
1.97 m to 140kg. This has not prevented a teenager aged just 12 to 13 years to the inquiry by asking him first if he had a handkerchief, which he then gave him a piece money, which he did not. It even took out a flashlight we-don't-know-where.
Not one of these traditional flashlights that you keep it carefully in his glove, but not those the size of a club, very popular with security guards . He knocked
so my brother in the forearm and left unmolested.
A punch and the young con have had their heads screwed out yet.
Mathieu has brilliantly identified what it is: young research benchmarks. Except as landmarks, nobody gives them. From then it tests the boundaries, pushing a little more by bidding until they are ... often too late.
All these stories have a common point: the cake of Manu, the look that I left lying around and the coin of my brother. Mere excuses to test his omnipotence.
Also, a teenager who calls an adult so rude in the familiarly with, I am sure this aggressive tone that we all know, the challenge is already .
The facts themselves are only slightly objectionable. Certainly. But should we expect that these challenges escalate in physical attacks, even as crimes or offenses to be offended and oppose?
I hope not.
Meanwhile, I can not tell you how pleased I am no longer living in this climate that in my anxiety no longer the preserve of the few suburbs.
PS: The question of ethnicity is foreign to this subject. For the record, the young jerk who assaulted me was white.
PPS: Photo found at Nicolas . I love it!
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