A lesson In Life Learnt The Hard Way

Yikes a proper Halloween story their Jez sent shivers down my spine

 

Im not a bad guy and, sometimes Im nice. Ive done stuff;- carried away, being stupid stuff,if I told you everything Ive ever done wrong it would take some time.
Point is. I recon I remember everything and everyone I F"!ked up, and this is my burdon. my black dog.

They will get theres mate.

Need proof?
Last week a women on the bus told me she could not find her ticket after checking I found that it was issued and she didnt pick it up or lost it. Not my proplem, right. Only she had a kid and they where off to the hospital, she said "How do I get home now ,Ive no more money." So I gave her the fare. Later that day on an other journey an old dear gave me a five quid tip, more than covered the fare. you get what you give, is what happens.

 

@Dozers Dad, proper brilliant, we have a few scumbags here but not as bad. It's a good end to your 'fiction' story although a lot of times we all know it could have been a disaster. What a shame he can't pick his nose with those fingers again or even try to ride a bike!!

 

Trouble is around our way the scumbags get legal aid so get better legal cover than I could ever afford when they sue you for gbh or whatever, never mind the fact they are leaving your house with your telly etc under their arm when you clobber them!

 

The law is not on the side of the victim. We need to come to terms with that and think up another plan.

 

I wasn't meaning to operate outside the law, quite the reverse. Use the law but perhaps in a slightly more creative way, to get these scum.

 

Tempting, very tempting. But can you imagine how good THEY will feel if you end up in bother with the scuffers.

They need to properly tried, then properly hung.

 

A few years ago you could have blamed the kid ,and been realy sure that he came from a good home and was acting the "scum bag".

Now, the way things are, he could be second generation Scumbag, and never seen or had anything tangable that he could use as a reference point or touchstone, no example of manners, behavior right and wrong.lots of examples of shouting swearing and its anyones guess what else.
Peer presure not to stand tall, just duck and weave dodge and slide. thin as a stick, old dirty cloths,going home to what kind of house? what kind of bed? what type of care?

 

CALL MR X JEZ HAS HIS NUMBER

Cos plod aint ganna help, !! his hands is as tied as ours are,

 

Toby Keith and Willie Nelson have the right idea..bit cheesy

 

Thing that really annoys me most is that the silent majority feel like us. That is give the scumbags a right good tw4atting that they won't forget. It's the vociferous minority and clever dick lawyers who screw it up for everybody. If the majority spoke up maybe things would change. We moan quietly about it and that's all. So I suppose we get what we deserve.

 

A different tale from the states - I rode a Harley V Rod from NH to AZ which is a tad over 2,500 miles when I moved here. I had installed a paging alarm on it as Phoenix, AZ is known for theft. Now this is my only transportation mind you. I park it at a shopping center and am 3 blocks away and the pager alarms. I sprint back (and I am a 6ft., 200 lbs. guy) and see a tweaker (meth addict, skinny punk) astride my bike looking for the ignition. I ran into him at full tilt, tipped the bike and him into an adjacent SUV and that car alarm went off loudly. I tuned this turd up and once he was on the ground "resting" called the cops. Why call the cops after the fact you ask = because we have a saying here, "the first one to report the crime is the victim". The other Mantra oft repeated is, "I feared for my life" followed by a kinetic BANG! Prior to the arrival of the cops a small crowd gathered and a shopping mall security guard arrived on his golf cart. I explained that the now recumbent thief had assaulted me and attempted to steal my motorcycle. Cuts on my knuckles were purely defensive, right? The 300 plus pound Mexican security guard promptly smiles and says, "I'll take it from here you should get those cuts looked at". He then sat on that thief and I rode off. I now ride with a pistol everywhere I go in Arizona even when driving a cage. Thugs have no limits here as to armament and road rage can be a fatal deal if you borrow trouble. I know your country is "more civilized" than the wild West of the US. I wish your firearms freedoms were not so restrictive for you law abiding folks. That said, I see nothing wrong with "taking out the trash" if you are in the right. Putting the OP in risk of bodily harm by stealing his personal protective gear (helmet) is some serious shite. May Karma in the form of a big boot squash those human insects soon.

 

A not so violent result.
A Truck driver in a transport cafe has just got his full English and a large mug of tea.
25 rough bikers come in and make their way to his table.
Biker gang leader takes a couple of pieces of bacon off the truckers plate and wafts it down.
Next biker grabs the sausages and wafts them down.
Next one grabs his bread, dips it into the egg yolk and wafts it down.
This goes on until all the truckers breakfast and pot of tea has been guzzled without a word being said.
Trucker gets up and silently walks out of the cafe.
Gang leader says to the cafe owner "He wasn't much of a man was he?"
Cafe owner replies "No! Not much of a driver either, he's just run over 25 bikes with his artic"