Mar 31, 2006 01:33
Okay so it's 1:30 am Mike Frye and I just got back from BW's. It was an interesting night...The conversation started off with some personal talk of girlfriends, sports, and of highs school days...indeed and enjoyable night. After Mike enjoyed his wings and I, my Parmisan Garlic, we left BW3's and on the way out we both gave the homeless fellow in the wheel chair our spare change.
After walking outside and standing infront of The Law Office of Kenneth P. Hicks, Attorney of Law we noticed a car drive by with about 4 guys in it...one in the backseat weilding a paintball gun with the barrel sticking out the window, by first thought was "oh shit, this is going to hurt." Mike on the other hand didn't notice the gun until they passed us....To my surprise they didn't fire one paintball. We continued our conversation.
So after being scared by the paintball weilding plymoth breeze, we then continued our conversation. We were talking about how life could have changed if we were to have gone to different schools, if i would have taken the scholarship to Defiance College and how I'm glad I didn't because I would have never met Mrs. Kristen Moses, when we are rudely interuppted by an abrasive black fellow. The Man then asked if we could spare some change to catch a bus, after explaining to him several times we had given it to the other guy, he become very irritable and then told Mike he had a snotty ass attitude. This then little the fire to the war of words exchanged between Mike and the black guy, after he corrected Mike's english. Mike then stepped back and the guy asked if he wanted to fight, I noticed the guy reaching in his pocket, my first thought was he has a knife or gun and someone is going to get hurt. Much to my astonishment he pulled nothing out. The War of words continued with the guy rudely saying fuck you to Mike. As we walked down the side walk the tension began to grow. While walking back to my car, i hear mike yell "you just fucked up" I got in my car circled the block and noone at all was on the street. Bottom line if you become engaged in an argument with an abrasive bum...fling an empty stewarts root beer bottle at him!