first off... primo pump i gave you some advice on your situation with those faggots that tried to jack you, i said, "it's not worth fighting".. i ate my words tonight..
just quickly, i'm visiting my moms house, and i am at a gas station before her neighborhood.
some guy comes up asks for a ride.
i say "no"
he says, while holding a miller lite in his hand, "why not?"
"because you're drinking and are drunk" i say.
so then he gets mad, grabs that squeegee you wash your window with and swigs at me with it.
i block it. and say "don't do this".
he replies " i don't care how big you are, ****er" then swings again.
long story short. i block it, hit him in the chops.
he falls.
i hit him again, and again, and again.
his boys roll up in a red truck.
i say " he swung at me and i'm calling the cops" they leave that bitch behind, but that ****er ran..
cops didn't find him but, got a kick out of the story i told.
point of this story is, i shouldn't have assumed what to do in that situation..
i told primo pump what i thought he should have done. i did the total opposite, and i roid raged, and literallly barked like a dog, then went off on him.
p.s- i asked chevron for the tape