Mickey Z
Cool Observer
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Pete's Gun
Once upon a time...
Even though I’ve trained myself in hand-to-hand combat, I’ve never been eager to fight and I always surprise myself if I do something brave in that area. One of my proudest moments came when I was about 18.
My friend Angelo was dating a girl Gina who had been seeing this other guy from another neighborhood. We’d regularly hang out in Gina’s basement until she and Angelo would announce that they wanted to be alone. We’d all pile out into the adjacent room and wait until they finished fucking. It rarely took too long.
One night, Gina’s ex-boyfriend, Doug, decided to pay her a visit and that’s where the trouble began. Angelo came to me for help and we chased (on foot) Doug’s Mustang away, tossing rocks and batteries at him. Word spread quickly and soon we had about 15 guys milling around on Gina’s block. When nothing happened for about a half-hour, I guess everyone let his guard down a bit.
That’s when the counterattack came.
The End
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