Saturdays nights are crazy...

jon2

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Yo, haven't posted a topic here before.. anyways I live in CA San Diego, a bit in the ghetto part. So I'm going on my nightly jog, and I always do a mile (3 laps around my neighborhood) and there is a loud party going on like always. So yeah I'm on my first lap and I see these two guys breathing hard and cussing (probably fighting). So I continued onto my 2nd lap, I hear the music stop and all these people are standing outside of the house up ahead.
I'm jogging and there is a group all yelling at one guy walking away from them (towards me) and this guy was probably drunk, he looked pissed as hell. He's in the middle of street and im on the side walk, he looked at me and he went up to me and had his dukes up and I wasnt really thinking about it, so I put my slugger stance up (aggresive stance, no defence to it).
Suprisingly, he just passed me, so I'm there like "ok.." I pass the group that was yelling at him and turned the corner heading towards my house.
And I spotted this guy in the middle of the street shouting and actually running at me "WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?!" I'm like "yo yo, im just jogging man." And I sprint back the other way, and I asked these people whats going on.. and they have no clue.

And yep, I just got home, lit one up and got on here lol.
 

jon2

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Eh it happens, I don't know why but I wish I had stayed and fought.

@benassi- lol!
 
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