Whipped
Part of the furniture
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Walking home from work tonight, I'm walking down the hill by my house, minding my own business when I'm tapped on the shoulder. I turn around and am slapped very hard in the face. The culprit then smiles and walks away to join his 20 or so other Chav mates.
I have to admit that I stood there in stunned silence for a moment or two before giving the usual abusive language to them.
I get my mobile out and call the cops, ask them to send someone round to move them on or at least do them for underage drinking and I'm told that they'll only send someone out if I stay where I am.
What? I've just been assualted and they want me to stay where I am?
I couldn't be bothered with the hassle and the recriminations that may result from it (I walk down the hill every day and have often seen these Chav fuckers sitting there.) so I just decided to leave it there and walk on home.
Can't wait till next week to see if the git trys it again Oh will he get a surprise
I have to admit that I stood there in stunned silence for a moment or two before giving the usual abusive language to them.
I get my mobile out and call the cops, ask them to send someone round to move them on or at least do them for underage drinking and I'm told that they'll only send someone out if I stay where I am.
What? I've just been assualted and they want me to stay where I am?
I couldn't be bothered with the hassle and the recriminations that may result from it (I walk down the hill every day and have often seen these Chav fuckers sitting there.) so I just decided to leave it there and walk on home.
Can't wait till next week to see if the git trys it again Oh will he get a surprise