has there been anyone that has been in a situation where they've been in a hold up, fought, won and robbed the criminals in return to teach them a lesson?
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"there are 4 types of people in this world.....
those who know and know they know, they are wise, follow them.
those who know and know not they know, they are asleep, wake them.
those who know not and know they know not, they are simple, teach them.
those who know not and know not they know not, they are fools, shun them." -unknown
i believe that closer examination of studio's genes (or heck, his face) will reveal the fact that he is infact korean, which would not imply racism.
example, black rappers using the word ni**er in thier songs. or me calling my other white friends crackers.
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Originally posted by SOCOMSASGsG9i believe that closer examination of studio's genes (or heck, his face) will reveal the fact that he is infact korean, which would not imply racism.
example, black rappers using the word ni**er in thier songs. or me calling my other white friends crackers.
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well my fine feathered beauties
HuSanYan does have a tale to tell for this thread, it invloves robbing back a dope dealer of dope (not money).
usual story, about 20 years ago I was trying to score some weed from a street called All Saints Rd, this is in the Notting Hill/Ladbroke Grove area of central London, the only reason i was there was because my usual dealer friend was out of stock.
Simple story, I had the knack of only opening the passenger window about 4 inches or so and with all doors locked, but this time i forgot to lock the doors, he got into the car pulled a knife and got me out of the car on my side, I managed to snatch the keys though.
He said 'give me your money' and all that shit and i said "no, come and fucking get it yourself", so he starts around the car by which time i am in the car with door locked and my foot is shaking on the pedals, I start the car while he is banging on my door and start to drive off, but then i stopped, still thinking of wanting some weed, I double check to see of the doors are locked and bib/honk my horn to get him to come back over.
heres, the funny bit, he is just where i want him, leaning with his hand in the passenger window holding a big matchbox full of hashish, I said "look I want to buy some dope, please will you help me, I dont have much money" or words to that effect, got the stupid suckers sympathy and said let me smell that, it looks really nice, he poked his arm through a bit closer and i knocked the box out of his hand onto the floor of my small car and fucking drove off shouting out the window "heeeehaahhhh, thanks boy"!!!, i will never forget that, it made me very happy and served him so right.
true story, didnt fight him though or anything like that.
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Originally posted by HuSanYanwell my fine feathered beauties
HuSanYan does have a tale to tell for this thread, it invloves robbing back a dope dealer of dope (not money).
usual story, about 20 years ago I was trying to score some weed from a street called All Saints Rd, this is in the Notting Hill/Ladbroke Grove area of central London, the only reason i was there was because my usual dealer friend was out of stock.
Simple story, I had the knack of only opening the passenger window about 4 inches or so and with all doors locked, but this time i forgot to lock the doors, he got into the car pulled a knife and got me out of the car on my side, I managed to snatch the keys though.
He said 'give me your money' and all that shit and i said "no, come and fucking get it yourself", so he starts around the car by which time i am in the car with door locked and my foot is shaking on the pedals, I start the car while he is banging on my door and start to drive off, but then i stopped, still thinking of wanting some weed, I double check to see of the doors are locked and bib/honk my horn to get him to come back over.
heres, the funny bit, he is just where i want him, leaning with his hand in the passenger window holding a big matchbox full of hashish, I said "look I want to buy some dope, please will you help me, I dont have much money" or words to that effect, got the stupid suckers sympathy and said let me smell that, it looks really nice, he poked his arm through a bit closer and i knocked the box out of his hand onto the floor of my small car and fucking drove off shouting out the window "heeeehaahhhh, thanks boy"!!!, i will never forget that, it made me very happy and served him so right.
true story, didnt fight him though or anything like that.
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