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"Casa del Fuggem" Part 2 of The Legacy
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I guess that's a bad suggestion on how much it snowed. It snowed about 3 inches in two hours."Dear Dr. Bill,
I work with a woman who is about 5 feet tall and weighs close to 450 pounds and has more facial hair than ZZ Top." - Jack The Riffer
"OK, we can both have Ben..joint custody. I'll have him on the weekends. We could go out in my Cobra and give people the finger..weather permitting of course.." -Bill Z. Bub
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Hey Guys..wassup my son!!!
I like Ben..he's a great kid. Really sharp for his age. I know these things.
Well, guys I've been in such a lousy mood lately and in so much fuggin' pain. I made a thread explaining why. I'll feel better over the next few days, I hope. I just need some rest and meds.
I'll be back in full swing. I'm trying to get Vinny into a good HS. I'm trying to get my wife's claim taken care of. Things could be MUCH worse if this scenario didn't go my way..which could have easily happened. This just confirms my hatred for people and why I have zero fear of humans. In fact I would fight anyone in the world for 10K. Because I could use 10K and the worse that could happen is getting beat, I tap out, get paid ..big deal. Not a bad idea, who wants to be my promoter??:idea:
Well I made a thread about it, it's a pretty significant event in my life. So I may as well put it here in my thread as well..fuggit.
I prolly won't post too much more today..I'm seriuosly hurtin'..
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OK, In case you have been wondering of my absence, let me explain. This is beyond fucked up!
On Wednesady, December 3, The wife and I went to HHgregg to purchase an Xbox 360 bundle package for $399. It's a pretty good deal, It came with a 60g hardrive, two contollers, four games and a free two year instant store replacement warranty..even if we break it. OK, cool. Now I don't leave the house often because I don't play nice with others. I have an EXTREME "anger problem", that I get help for twice a month for seven years. But on this day I took a xanax before I left and it felt good to get out of the house with my wife. So we're pretty happy. I put the package in the trunk and we get into the car, and we were going to go out for lunch. I slowly start to back out and nearly struck a HUGE black Cadillac Escalade pickup SUV doing about 40+ MPH in a fucking parking lot!!!! Honestly it scared the shit out of both of us because we could feel the wind of the fucker as it blew by us so fast. So, I take a deep breath and continued to pull out of the near empty parking lot. As I pulled the car and headed toward the exist, I observed the Black Escalade spin around and floored directly me!! I'm in my beater '93 Tempo, so I feel pretty fuggin' helpless. I floorde it swerved my car out of his way and slid my car now facing his about 50 feet away. I see his door open and this white male, age 26-30, shaved head, black jacket, approx 6'4", well over 325 lbs is livid, and screaming on top of his lungs as he's walking towards me. Calling me everything in the fucking book. As he got closer I backed up in my usual stance, with my strong leg (r) back and tried to reason with him in a very calm voice "Dude, please calm down, it's is no big deal..nothing happened...please lets just go about our buisness" He called me a "punk", amoung other things ..at this time I told him I was a Police Officer, and attempted to go for my badge wallet. But as I did, he said "yeah right!!!" and charged me at full speed. I side stepped him and pushed his right shoulder, spinning him around. With his momentum still not completly balanced, I speared him with all my fucking might and took him him to the ground. He was VERY strong, and I knew I was in serious trouble!!! He tried to flip me over, and almost did a couple times. But I kicked my legs out as hard as a can and sprawled as wide as I could to keep my leverage and balance. I can hear my wife screaming this whole time. I knew what I had to do..I tried to roll him over but he was much too strong so I throw a modified crossface/punch, striking his nose while pushing his head to the side with my forearm and elbow..this gave me the open I absolutely needed. Before he could recover I struck him in the nose/mouth two more times. Allowing me to mount his chest. He was able to block of about 1/3 of the blows but when I did connect with some serious blows his nose, which was bleeding like crazy. Blood was gushing from my right hand, his and teeth tore the skin from my middle finger all the way to the bone. At this time I heard him say "stop"..Now I'm seeing red, because I can NOT believe this fucking crazy asshole got me into this fucking shit. Hearing "Stop" always means "go" to me..so go I went. I blasted this guy in the mouth and nose approx 40-50 times. Now he was screaming incoherent noises, I gave him a couple more and he started going limp..I was exhausted and felt my heart pounding in my head and chest. So I got up..and looked at the mess this asshole made me do. So I stomped down on his face with full force with my boot..actually tearing the front of my boot. I left him there and walked back to my car. I got into my car, my heart still racing and I'm shaking uncontrollably, and my finger is bleeding profusely. I sat there catching my breath and my bearings , wondering what the fuck just happened and why?..why?..I leave the fuggin' house once a month..why??...why me?? Well he laying there, motionless, but started to hear him grumbling. Absolutely noboby was around or was seen, or cared. My wife was in complete shock and didn't know what to do, not even to call 911. She was begging me to stop towards the end and I did because of her pleas. She heard many stories about me from my partners, many people and stories from me..but my wife NEVER witnessed this in our 25 years togther..NOTHING like this...and I really wished she hadn't. I'm glad my son wasn't with us..he easily could have been. It's not like this motherfucker gave a fuck.
Now I'm 45 years old and haven't had to do anything like this in almost 8 years. I worked the worst district in Cleveland for 12 years and I got into at least 1-5 fights a day. Let's say that I work 250 days a year with the low number of two fights per day. That equals 500 fights a year. Times that by 12 years. That is the minimum of 6000 fights just on this stupid fuggin' job. I know it's more than that, but for the sake of argumenat let's go with lowest number possible. With 6000 fights under my belt, I would have to say this fight was in my top 3 of all time. The fear I had when I felt him pulling me over and almost did made my adrenaline go through the roof. Because I know if he did, I would be in a world of hurt, especially with my broken neck and back..I could be paralyzed instantly. My left arm and hand is 50% paralyzed already. I did not want to fight, and I know my limitations with age and injury. I was in a very rare happy mood, and bought my son his Christmas present. This man was a threat to anyone in his way that day for whatever reason. I don't know if he was on something. I didn't smell any trace of alcohol. My wife kept asking me if I was kicking his face or the back of the head because he was bald but completely covered in blood and couldn't tell. I took off my sock and wrapped it around my finger and hand, and out my boot back on to drive home. I new I needed stiches but I don't want to wait 8 hours at the ER and pay 600 dollars for a stitches in my finger. As far as that mothefucker goes..I hope he remembers that day for the rest of his life. Everytime he looks in the mirror I hope he sees the results of his actions that day. I KNOW he doesn't have a nose..that his demolished. Hey, whatever damage was done..he insisted on it. I wasn't packing my gun, and I'm glad I didn't. Because I prolly would've lost it during the "struggle" and that is an understatement.
Ironically, Every muscle in my body is in sever pain, except for my broken neck. I excerpted 100% of my energy and used muscles in my body that hasn't been used in years. I'm no longer in my prime. What if this was my dad..who's older, and his knees are gone and he has a bad heart. That also wouldn't care. That asshole would attacked anyone...trust me. The only thing I could think of is him racing thru the parking lot like that. There was really something "off" with this guy..well, this could have been alot worse. But I couldn't let that happen. That is not an option. I'm glad I don't carry my gun since I retired, and I was in the biggest shooting in Cleveland Police History with approx 90 rounds fired. Carrying a gun is more resposibibily and a liability than people really realize. Someone would have shot this guy, and would be fucked. Because I believe he was unarmed. Something like pepper spray, asp baton, or a personal taser would prolly be more feasible..I don't think a tazer would have worked on this big crazy fucker..he would have just tore the barbs out of his jacket. I know "crazy"..and this guy was full blown fucking "crazy"..and extremely violent! The only time I could have justfied shooting at him is when he was using his vehcle as a threat/weapon when he was flooring his SUV directly at us.
I didn't contact police, I thought about it. I tried to stop the bleediing when I got home. The only thing that worked was a folded slice of white bread, something I've done for years (It works). The starch helps coagulate the blood to able to put super glue on it. Luckily, there is no infection from his teeth ( I hope I knocked some out). I just cleaned it really good with alcohol (that felt great) and peroxide. before I put the bread on it. I passed out on the bed when I wrapped the bread on it. My wife had to wash all my clothes, and I hardly had the energy to take a shower. I have been in such a lousy mood, and in so much pain since. It just comfirms why I never want to leave the house. It confirms why I hate people so much, It confirms how I see the world, and why I have to be the vicious animal I must be to survive..for my family.
I'm beyond sick of human pollution breathing my air. Pissing on my parade, preying upon the weak, including our loved ones. It makes me want to hunt that pathtic human shit. I really miss being a cop, I was really good at it. But there is way too many to make the world a better place. It's only getting worse with each year. I feel sorry for our kids. Something has to give, something needs to change, we are so fucked. I can take care of me and mine..but not everyone is able to do that. Right now, as we speak an innocent, good, vunerable person, possibly a child ..be it our mother, father, brother, sister, son, daughter ect. is being raped, robbed, brutally attacked by vicious pieces of shit...who have more rights than the victims.
Now this guy was driving this EXACT vehicle..and he looked like he was well dressed and groomed. I just don't get it. Maybe it wasn't his vehicle. I didn't even care to get his plate #. I just wanted to go home. I just didn't care.
why?....why?"Bill, Smoke a Bowl and Crank Van Halen I, Life is better when I do that"
Donnie Swanstrom 01/25/06..miss ya!
"Well, your friend would have Bell's Palsy, which is a facial paralysis, not "Balls Pelsy" like we're joking about here." Toejam's attempt at sensitivity.
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Wow, what a rotten way to kick off the Christmas season. Glad to hear that you're alright...at our age, bad things can happen in situations like that no matter how "bad" we are. I used to practice/fight mixed martial arts before it even had a name but I've always tried to use diplomacy over violence outside of the ring. If that fails, you can't feel bad about what happens to the aggressor...he has it coming.
Here's to a better holiday season from this point forward
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Originally posted by Rupe View Post
Here's to a better holiday season from this point forward
Thanks for the compliments, Bill. I swear you and the rest of the guys here give me more than anyone else combined."Dear Dr. Bill,
I work with a woman who is about 5 feet tall and weighs close to 450 pounds and has more facial hair than ZZ Top." - Jack The Riffer
"OK, we can both have Ben..joint custody. I'll have him on the weekends. We could go out in my Cobra and give people the finger..weather permitting of course.." -Bill Z. Bub
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Originally posted by horns666 View PostYES..FUGGUMS to all and eveyone!
It's April Fools..I didn't know what to do to my kid before school. So, while he was sleeping..I drew a Hitler mustache on him..he's eating his breakfast right now..and don't even know it..:ROTF:
I'm going to hear him any minute now..
"Wow,... that was some of the hardest rockin ever. Hardest to listen too."
--floydkramer
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Amazing story bill. I know in some peoples eyes you went over board. Maybe you did. But I would have done the same. Anyone like this deserves 100% of what they get. You have to put yourself in their shoes.
EDIT: Personally, every time I see the news or hear a story like this has me considering beinh an officer, as just helping one person a day from getting screwed by a jerk would make my day, but I've felt like you would be indenial to not consider that candy coating the job a bit, but I'm sure you have more experience in that. Plus it would eb a tough sell to the folksLast edited by CharvelRocker; 12-08-2008, 11:54 PM.
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Originally posted by nhspike View PostSorry, re-read, but oh-so-fuggin funny!!!
"Dear Dr. Bill,
I work with a woman who is about 5 feet tall and weighs close to 450 pounds and has more facial hair than ZZ Top." - Jack The Riffer
"OK, we can both have Ben..joint custody. I'll have him on the weekends. We could go out in my Cobra and give people the finger..weather permitting of course.." -Bill Z. Bub
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Wow, another year gone by...Time to post this again.
Twas the night before Christmas
and Bill was so high
he had just sat down
to rub Val's thigh
She told him no
and said Vin's around
Bill said get on all 4's
and I'll do you like a hound
When out in the yard
there arose such a clatter
Bill ran to the door
to see what was the matter
He opened the door
and a crackhead said "Word!"
Bill drew his firearm
and then thinned the herd.
He stood over the body
as the snow turned red
Bill said happy Kwanza Motherfucker
now you're Dead
He went back in the house
and his bong he did light
Then he called Atomic Tommy
who was High as a kite
They talked for hours
But something was amiss
so they called up Emmy
Bill's little sis.
Emmy schooled them
on all medicines herbal
while poor Bills Pecker
got real hard and purple
Val called to Bill
Come and watch Rocky
Bill told her no
I'm surfing for bukakke
Bill beat the bishop
until he was sore
and went to his music room
to listen to Nevermore
Satan appeared from
out of the fire
he told Bill
his need was dire
My demons are misguided
I need you to guide them
I'm getting sick and tired
of trying to hide them
Satan said "Bill Z
with your bong lit so bright
Won't you lead
my demons tonight?"
Bill said I'll do it
I'm not a sucker
it's Christmas Eve
Merry Christmas motherfucker!!!Don't forget the corn. It's nutritious, delicious, and ribbed for her pleasure.
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:ROTF::ROTF:
Oh man that's so amazing!
"Dear Dr. Bill,
I work with a woman who is about 5 feet tall and weighs close to 450 pounds and has more facial hair than ZZ Top." - Jack The Riffer
"OK, we can both have Ben..joint custody. I'll have him on the weekends. We could go out in my Cobra and give people the finger..weather permitting of course.." -Bill Z. Bub
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