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Not to give like a huge oh whoa is me story but I just feel like getting it all out without someone telling me what I should have done or what I need to do from now on.
Saturday afternoon I was just sort of chillin arround the house cause first of all I had lots to drink the night before and I was tired from getting up early and getting lost all over the world with Megan. The phone rang. I didn't feel like answering it but I figured the phone was right next to me so whatever. It's the one with out the caller ID too and I hate answering that one anyhow. So I answered it anyways and of course after I heard who was on the other end I wish I hadn't. I knew it was gonna be some BS. It was Steven's wonderful father asking me to pick him up early cause blah blah blah blah. I dunno really what was said cause I have selected hearing. I only pay attention to the first couple things anyone says. If you talk too long, forget it. You lost me. I just stare and nod my head. Which I do a lot at work which isn't good cause I'm probably messing up orders and shit. Anyhow back to the story....so fucker head is going on about all his problems and something about having too many kids and we started argueing cause apparently I'm a shitty mother or something. Who knows. I told him I would call him back if I could. I really could have went and got Steven but I didn't cause I wanted to piss Fucker Freddy off. Like 40 minutes later he calls back and askes if I'm gonna come. I'm like WTF?! So I just went balistic on him. Telling him what a looser and shitty father he was and any good characteristic Steven has he got from me. I don't even remember what I said but I know it was some good shit, hehehe. He said something that pissed me off so I told him I was comming over to get MY son. I was so mad that when I got up I slammed the keyboard shelf into the desk and it got stuck and on my way down the street I ran over my neibhors trash cans cause they were in my way. So I get to the fuckers house and right away I see his chick sitting outside with their kid. At that moment I knew something wasn't going to be right. I don't know how or why I felt that way cause she's usually always there anyhow. Me and my father are funny like that. We can tell what's gonna happen the next day by our dreams and when we have unusual feelings about something it's usually right. So I go against my better judgement and ignored the fact I knew something wasn't right. I walk past her and up to the door, knocked on the door and Fred comes out a few seconds later. Well he walks right past me and up to his chick and says to her "kick her ass". She took one look at me and straight up said no. No reason to go along with the no. Just a straight no. Well I think this pissed Fred off. So I'm still standing on the porch waiting for Steven to come out and Fred's step father Dave comes out and says Steven's still pooping and will be out in a minute. Fred then walked up on the porch and gets about an inch and a half from my face and says leave, get off my property. So of course I say not untill I have Steven. He starts saying something like I told you to come early. HELLO!!! Court ordered I get Steven at 7:30 on Saturday. It was fucking 7:00. Is that or is that not early? Cause for some reason I'm thinking it is. He goes to turn arround and walk back in the house and I'm like well maybe if someone would have made it threw the 8th grade we might know that this is early, then mumbled something along the lines of stupid fucker under my breath. Hmmm, if my pure existance on his "property" didn't piss him off, this last statement sure did. He proceeds to spit in my face. When ever me and Fred are gonna battle this is how it starts, with him spitting on me. Then all of a sudden he's charging at me like some raving lunitic bull who was just kicked in the ass. (Well he is a lunitic) He slams me into a concrete pole on the porch. His step dad tried to get him off of me but Freds like hercules when you piss him off. He's bipolar. Dave looses his grip on Fred and he comes charging at me again. I kicked him in the balls but obviously hard enough cause before I knew it I was in a headlock and could feel my face turning purple. I seriously thought he was gonna kill me right there infront of everybody and my son who I now see out of the corner of my eye. I ended up biting Fred so hard on that fatty part of your under arm that I felt my teeth go threw his skin and touch. It was the only thing I could think of doing to get him off of me. I wasn't sure if Fred knew Steven was standing there watching the whole thing so as soon as I caught my breath I screamed "STEVEN!" Should have known that wasn't going to make much of a difference. He then grabs me by the back of the head and is slamming my body up against the concrete walls on the porch and his brick house but being careful no to smash my face. I guess I'm kinda glad about that cause I'd feel like an ass going to work with my face messed up. I kicked him in the balls again but this time I got him good and he stopped. I tried to run off the porch but him mom blocked me in. I'm assuming she liked watching what was going on and wanted to see more. But I pushed the fat old bitch out of my way and took off down the street to my car. Next thing I know I got a metal folding chair at my back. Yeah, that hurt. To make a long story short.....I called the cops which didn't do a damn thing. Fucker officer Davis. So now I gotta go press charges. Yay! More court.
Truth be told, what goes arround comes arround. Leave it in Gods hands and he will kick your ass! Hahaha Read on..........
A Bristol man who allegedly stole a car with the keys left inside and then led police on a circuitous late-night chase Saturday spent the remainder of the weekend in prison on charges of theft and resisting arrest.
Police say Frederick 'Fred' Anderson, 21 of Hayes Street in Bristol, stole a 1991 Pontiac Grand Am parked in front of a home on Farragut Avenue at around 9:45 p.m. Saturday. The victim told police she left the keys inside the vehicle while she went into her house to retrieve an item. She was heading back toward the car when she saw Anderson and two other men get inside and drive off.
Bristol Township police Officer Chuck Burns spotted the Grand Am moments later at the intersection of Green Lane and Route 13, according to a report filed by Bristol police Officer Barry Davis.
Burns attempted to pull the vehicle over as it turned into the parking lot of the McDonalds on Haines Road. But instead of stopping, Anderson sped off and began to travel erratically, passing through red lights and ignoring stop signs.
Bristol, Bristol Township and Tullytown police gave chase as Anderson raced down Route 13 and then wound through a half-dozen residential streets in the Kenwood section of Levittown, back onto Route 13 and finally onto Cherry Street, where the vehicle was stopped.
Police then pursued Anderson and the other two suspects on foot, leaping fences and finally tackling them to the ground and placing them under arrest at about10:15 p.m.
Anderson was charged with felony counts of theft and receiving stolen property and misdemeanor counts of resisting arrest, reckless endangerment and disorderly conduct. He was also cited for a number of lesser charges, including careless and reckless driving.
At a midnight arraignment Saturday, Middletown Township District Justice John Kelly set Anderson's bail at $25,000 and had him sent to Bucks County prison. The two other suspects, both juveniles, were transferred to the Bucks County Youth Center in Doylestown on charges of theft, receiving stolen property and criminal conspiracy.
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