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General Discussion => WHATEVER => Topic started by: mbl88 on July 27, 2006, 01:45:27 AM
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almost, on the way to work today i rolled my bosses car n slid across 3lanes on traffice i got out unscaved but i thout i was going to die, so the point of the tread is hav u come close to death
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too bad you didn't die
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too bad you didn't die
atleast he is funny
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i've seen some deaths, which is fucking brutal and i'd never wish that on anyone, and it's not something i want to remember, but you're not goign to forget it.
But actaully yeah i have come pretty close to getting killed or at least seriously fucked up.
This guy swung a scaffolding pole with cemented 6 inch metal spikes at my head in a fight in Mallorca a few years ago, it miss my temple by literaly about 1/8 an inch and the end of it scarpped my face, then my mate grabed the spiky thing and broke his wrist catching it, then it all got a bit mental, i've got photo of the "weapon"
The thing to remember here is, if you're hanging about with Frenchies at the beach and you hear other Frenchies shouting French football songs -
Don't
A) Start shouting Scottish ones back
B) Shout silly French sentance at them like - "Eat a banana" or "Your Mother eats chips"
As these things combine are apparently not funny to drunk holigans looking for a fight
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I was driving one night and this car pulled out infront of me and two guys jumped out with guns and rushed my car. When I saw the guns, how close they were and how they were running up on me I thought that I was about to die, absolutely terrified. I laid down across the seat and then punched it in reverse and could hear gun shots ringing out. I ended up doing a reverse 180 thing while still laying down, which I have no idea how I did it but it was fucking perfect. When my car stopped spining I was pointing directly down a street that tooke me away from the assholes. I saw the guys standing in the middle of the road with their guns out in my rear view mirror as I drove off. They were looking at each other like WTF???
It freaked me out real bad. I stayed home from work for 3 days and it just really made me feel sketchy in traffic for a couple of years. I didn't feel comfortable with people driving along side me.
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i've seen some deaths, which is fucking brutal and i'd never wish that on anyone, and it's not something i want to remember, but you're not goign to forget it.
But actaully yeah i have come pretty close to getting killed or at least seriously fucked up.
This guy swung a scaffolding pole with cemented 6 inch metal spikes at my head in a fight in Mallorca a few years ago, it miss my temple by literaly about 1/8 an inch and the end of it scarpped my face, then my mate grabed the spiky thing and broke his wrist catching it, then it all got a bit mental, i've got photo of the "weapon"
The thing to remember here is, if you're hanging about with Frenchies at the beach and you hear other Frenchies shouting French football songs -
Don't
A) Start shouting Scottish ones back
B) Shout silly French sentance at them like - "Eat a banana" or "Your Mother eats chips"
As these things combine are apparently not funny to drunk holigans looking for a fight
killing someone over soccer, that is just rediculous.
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atleast he is funny
mable is funny? hahahaha see now that is funny. you are obviously a fuckin moron. and who said i was funny? i don't think im funny nor do i try to be. so heres an idea. shut the fuck up.
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thanks, you can go now
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I was driving one night and this car pulled out infront of me and two guys jumped out with guns and rushed my car. When I saw the guns, how close they were and how they were running up on me I thought that I was about to die, absolutely terrified. I laid down across the seat and then punched it in reverse and could hear gun shots ringing out. I ended up doing a reverse 180 thing while still laying down, which I have no idea how I did it but it was fucking perfect. When my car stopped spining I was pointing directly down a street that tooke me away from the assholes. I saw the guys standing in the middle of the road with their guns out in my rear view mirror as I drove off. They were looking at each other like WTF???
It freaked me out real bad. I stayed home from work for 3 days and it just really made me feel sketchy in traffic for a couple of years. I didn't feel comfortable with people driving along side me.
this happened in houston?
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thanks, you can go now
no really. shut the fuck up. for your own good.
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i've seen some deaths, which is fucking brutal and i'd never wish that on anyone, and it's not something i want to remember, but you're not goign to forget it.
But actaully yeah i have come pretty close to getting killed or at least seriously fucked up.
This guy swung a scaffolding pole with cemented 6 inch metal spikes at my head in a fight in Mallorca a few years ago, it miss my temple by literaly about 1/8 an inch and the end of it scarpped my face, then my mate grabed the spiky thing and broke his wrist catching it, then it all got a bit mental, i've got photo of the "weapon"
The thing to remember here is, if you're hanging about with Frenchies at the beach and you hear other Frenchies shouting French football songs -
Don't
A) Start shouting Scottish ones back
B) Shout silly French sentance at them like - "Eat a banana" or "Your Mother eats chips"
As these things combine are apparently not funny to drunk holigans looking for a fight
killing someone over soccer, that is just rediculous.
What's really funny is, we were a bunch of skaters chilling by the beach having a late night smoke with some Austrain chicks and a French skater, these guy's had been giving the French skater shit for hanging out with "English" (Idiots as we're Scottish - PAH THE FOOLS), but the Football Frenchies and skater French were all in the same apartment, they kept trying to fight him, then they (the football Frenchies) were out on the rampage, obviously hear someone shout "Eat a Banana" followed by a round of "You eat Apple Chips" and then it's fucking on.
What was funny was we kicked there asses, went home cas there'd been so much fights all over the place that night and the "guardiacivil" (the tuff Spanish cops that beat the shit out of you) were out looking for blood, so chilled on the balcony hear all this shit, the football Frenchies now had a mob and were looking for us, but found the guardiacivil instead who beat the shit out of them, then arrested them - that was funny, battered twice in one night hahaha dicks
But yeah Palma is full of English/Irish/French and German's who are basically there for a lads holiday and to kick the crap out of each other, i've never seen that much fighting, basically fucking riots every night till the Civil Guard start arresting everyone - litteraly everyone and battering fuck out of them.
But yeah dying over football - happens quite alot.
You normally get into fight over here with the simple question "What team to you support ?"
Don't answer, asses, age, number, fitness, then run like fuck
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I was driving one night and this car pulled out infront of me and two guys jumped out with guns and rushed my car. When I saw the guns, how close they were and how they were running up on me I thought that I was about to die, absolutely terrified. I laid down across the seat and then punched it in reverse and could hear gun shots ringing out. I ended up doing a reverse 180 thing while still laying down, which I have no idea how I did it but it was fucking perfect. When my car stopped spining I was pointing directly down a street that tooke me away from the assholes. I saw the guys standing in the middle of the road with their guns out in my rear view mirror as I drove off. They were looking at each other like WTF???
It freaked me out real bad. I stayed home from work for 3 days and it just really made me feel sketchy in traffic for a couple of years. I didn't feel comfortable with people driving along side me.
this happened in houston?
In the heights on yale by 11th. I drove a shit car at the time too. No idea what that was about. My girl lived a few blocks from where it happened and heard the shots. It was fucking awful, no matter how tough you think you are, guys running at you with guns will humble you.
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killing someone over soccer, that is just rediculous.
Don't tell that to the Columbians.
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I was driving one night and this car pulled out infront of me and two guys jumped out with guns and rushed my car. When I saw the guns, how close they were and how they were running up on me I thought that I was about to die, absolutely terrified. I laid down across the seat and then punched it in reverse and could hear gun shots ringing out. I ended up doing a reverse 180 thing while still laying down, which I have no idea how I did it but it was fucking perfect. When my car stopped spining I was pointing directly down a street that tooke me away from the assholes. I saw the guys standing in the middle of the road with their guns out in my rear view mirror as I drove off. They were looking at each other like WTF???
It freaked me out real bad. I stayed home from work for 3 days and it just really made me feel sketchy in traffic for a couple of years. I didn't feel comfortable with people driving along side me.
this happened in houston?
In the heights on yale by 11th. I drove a shit car at the time too. No idea what that was about. My girl lived a few blocks from where it happened and heard the shots. It was fucking awful, no matter how tough you think you are, guys running at you with guns will humble you.
if you were a real man you would have gotten out of your car, stunnered them, then proceeded to jump on the roof of your car and guzzle budweisers
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In the heights on yale by 11th. I drove a shit car at the time too. No idea what that was about.
damn, that's crazy. it was probably a case of mistaken identity.
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if you were a real man you would have gotten out of your car, stunnered them, then proceeded to jump on the roof of your car and guzzle budweisers
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In the heights on yale by 11th. I drove a shit car at the time too. No idea what that was about.
damn, that's crazy. it was probably a case of mistaken identity.
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Sounds like an attempted carjacking, lucky for you though.
South Africa is the place for serious violence. A guy I used to work with told me this crazy story; his dad was out driving in the countryside one day and he sees a guy laying flat out in the middle of a dirt road. In South Africa, you certainly don't stop at traffic lights or just generally, so he guides his car in to tall grass at the edge of the road to pass the body. He hears the sound "bump, bump, bump" which are the bodies (maybe heads) of three gunmen being crushed, who were waiting to ambush him.
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Hey man if you know Greg Finch ask him about some of his South Africa stories they're fucking nuts, i can't remember who was telling me (one of his SA mate who was living with him in London at the time - there was like 7 of them) but he stopped his car to help someone, the guy ran to the window just before he could do anything - CLICK, CLICK, CLICK at the window, the jackers gun jammed ! ! !
And he drove off shitting himself and didn't leave the compound for a LONG time after that.
SA is fucked and you will get fucked up if you don't have a guide
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Well, I've got loads more, which you might enjoy.
A South African skater who I met skating in London one afternoon told me that he was robbed at gunpoint for his board, by a bunch of guys in a stolen BMW!
My dad's mate used to live in South Africa and emigrated to Portugal following a crazy robbery at his house. Apparently, he was driving home one evening, went to turn in to his driveway, when a car screeched up behind him and three guys jumped out brandishing AK-47s! Luckily, he wasn't totally blocked in, so he reversed at high speed, managed to turn the car around and just fled. They didn't chase though, just robbed his house and left. I guess in SA when someone robs you they kill you to boot, rather than just taking what you have.
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I wonder how the South African tourism industry is doing.
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I wonder how the South African tourism industry is doing.
Which is ironic as it's doing really well, you see where the tourist are is nice and safe, where the tourist go is nice and safe, well when i say safe, i mean protected by large walls and poice/security teams, so the badies don't get in
If you live in South Africa you live in a compound which is a nice little protected area.
Basically you'll never have a need to go to Jo'Burg, unless of course you actually needed, robbed, raped, murdered obiviously all after getting aids that is, ohh and it's not just if your white either just to make sure there's no racisum going on (in case Alan kicks off again)
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Oh yeah, that guy I was telling you about earlier was also caught up in a bank robbery. Told (along with everyone else in the bank!) to lie down on the floor etc. Then the robbers split at high speed. Well, I still fancy going to SA at some point, apart from the high crime/AIDS, it's a beautiful place.
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Oh yeah, that guy I was telling you about earlier was also caught up in a bank robbery. Told (along with everyone else in the bank!) to lie down on the floor etc. Then the robbers split at high speed. Well, I still fancy going to SA at some point, apart from the high crime/AIDS, it's a beautiful place.
It's got some amazing skate spots and some sick looking parks as well, just go with a South African, and don't be stupid about where you're going or what you're doing.
It's funny next year there's some Aberdeen Football thing over there, i think the teams twinned with some South African team or some shit i don't know about, but yeah, shit loads of the fans are going over - the South African guy at work was pissing himself when they mentioned the name of the city - straight up "WHERE ! ! ! You know you'll get killed ! ! !"
Too funny, after a few google searches i think some people want refunds on there tickets hahaha
"But there'll be 60 of us in a group, that's just our group they'll be other to - and we're all pretty hard !"
"No, you're white and foreign and it's a city of 2 million - you don't stand a chance. . ."
That's when i started laughing
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Yeah, after seeing that eS' tour on 411 back in the day, it seems like great fun.
I guess you've just got to be careful, I don't want to be a pussy though, going on safari looks wicked amongst other things. I'll just take my gun (kidding).
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Oh yeah, that guy I was telling you about earlier was also caught up in a bank robbery. Told (along with everyone else in the bank!) to lie down on the floor etc. Then the robbers split at high speed. Well, I still fancy going to SA at some point, apart from the high crime/AIDS, it's a beautiful place.
It's got some amazing skate spots and some sick looking parks as well, just go with a South African, and don't be stupid about where you're going or what you're doing.
It's funny next year there's some Aberdeen Football thing over there, i think the teams twinned with some South African team or some shit i don't know about, but yeah, shit loads of the fans are going over - the South African guy at work was pissing himself when they mentioned the name of the city - straight up "WHERE ! ! ! You know you'll get killed ! ! !"
Too funny, after a few google searches i think some people want refunds on there tickets hahaha
"But there'll be 60 of us in a group, that's just our group they'll be other to - and we're all pretty hard !"
"No, you're white and foreign and it's a city of 2 million - you don't stand a chance. . ."
That's when i started laughing
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i didn't almost die but i got a gun pulled on me in this little dirty ghetto city a few towns over from me called asbury park. i was like 15 and thats where we always go to get booze cuz they never ID. we were on this street springfield ave which is the worst area of the whole city. theres mad homeless people just chillin and seriously crack dealers and whores all over the place. so we were stopped at a light in my friends car and this huge guy comes up to us and taps on the window. of course we didn't put it down but he said "you want diesel" or something like that through the window which apparently means heroin. we were like uhhh no we're alright and he lifted his shirt up and he had a gun on his waist and said "gimme 20 bucks white boy." so my friend just gunned it through the light and we almost got hit by a car but luckily we didn't get robbed or shot. i still go there to get liquor but i go to a different store on a safer street.
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^^^^ Hey JohnC, do you know that stripper from Hot22 that kept a hand in a jar on her beside table?
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idk what hot 22 is....so no...why?
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why would he be like "gimme 20 bucks" as long as he's there robbing you and has a gun shouldn't he just ask for all your money? pretty nice dude if you ask me hahah
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haha yea he was probably just trying to tax us cuz we were white kids on "his" street.
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This story is so brilliant.
http://www.app.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060726/NEWS03/607260345/1007
This girl played bass in Lifetime.
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This either happened when my mom was driving through North Richmond (pretty much the sketchiest area of Richmond, CA which has the highest violent crime rate in the state) or it was my grandma driving through Roxbury Boston where she used to be a teacher. I don't remember specifically. She stopped at the stoplight when it was red, and a guy ran up to her car and smashed the window and reached in and grabbed her purse. Also, they both used to always have people run up to them at the stop signs and lights trying to sell them drugs or rob them and the cops would tell them to not stop at the lights or anything. Eventually my mom just started driving a different route to work.
My story takes place at a party, although I wasn't that close to death. It was at some kids house and got really blown up with a ton of kids and for some reason or another a fight happens. About fifteen minutes later I hear people saying things to each other like 'come on, we have to go!' andstuff. Then a kid runs into the house with blood all on his shirt grabbing his chest. My friends and I left pretty soon after that, although there wasn't enough room in the car so I had to walk home. The next day I heard the details, and four people had gotten stabbed and one of them died. It was pretty shocking.
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my grandma driving through Roxbury Boston where she used to be a teacher. I don't remember specifically. She stopped at the stoplight when it was red, and a guy ran up to her car and smashed the window and reached in and grabbed her purse. Also, they both used to always have people run up to them at the stop signs and lights trying to sell them drugs or rob them and the cops would tell them to not stop at the lights or anything. Eventually my mom just started driving a different route to work.
whoa mine takes place in the same area. i was with some friends skating one of their brothers backyard mini, the cops are in the neighborhood because someone had a gun and they couldnt find them so they cheese it and not even five minutes later someone shoots into the yard we were skating
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got swept out by the current(riptide?) in hawaii when i was 6 or so, got pulled under and passed out, some surfer or something saved me. apparently swallowed water and had to get that mouth to mouth gay shit. fuckin homo surfers, also got the shit kicked out of me in australia last year for writing on some kids table at a party. woke up the next day on the side of the road, with no money and wallet, 1 eye swollen shut other one halfway, bad concussion or something so i had no idea what country or where i lived or anything. found out later i had my head smashed a bunch of times into the pavement or something.
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got swept out by the current(riptide?) in hawaii when i was 6 or so, got pulled under and passed out, some surfer or something saved me. apparently swallowed water and had to get that mouth to mouth gay shit. fuckin homo surfers, also got the shit kicked out of me in australia last year for writing on some kids table at a party. woke up the next day on the side of the road, with no money and wallet, 1 eye swollen shut other one halfway, bad concussion or something so i had no idea what country or where i lived or anything. found out later i had my head smashed a bunch of times into the pavement or something.
Gay surfers? They pretty much saved your life. I've almost drowned in the ocean when I was young too, but some guy grabbed me as I was struggling.
http://www.smh.com.au/news/national/party-crash-shooting-man-charged/2006/07/26/1153816213342.html
I've got the average "stupid teens almost die" stories, but check the link above. This made big news, and the victim is the brother of a guy I skate with. Pretty random as he told me the story before I saw it in the papers. They were having a bong party and a crackhead came in trying to get a fix, then went nuts after they told him to piss off
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I was actually laughing at the "gay surfers" thing, classic, lying there half drowned and wake up with a salty sun kissed, bleach haired surfer pouting over you as he give you the kiss of life again
- "Yeah thanks gay boy, sneaking in poof kisses when i was out the game, what the fuck ? ? ?"
"But, but, but i was saving you. . . "
"Save it for the court fruit bag !"
And walk off all pissed off hahahahahahaha
However i have had a gun "gently" drawn on me and told not to pursue a converstation about a "financial arrangement" i was involved with, i didn't think i was going to get killed, but i knew i would get fucked up, theres a reasone they're called "gangsters" - and i'm not speaking about black kids with doo-rags, i'm speaking about Glaswegian nut jobs who'd actaully eat you alive just to see what happen.
If you imagine some Eastend London Gangster say from Lock, Stock and 2 Smoking barrels but he's from Glasgow and a million times worse, then you know it's time to let it go, agree, get out the car, thank fuck you're not in a ditch bleeding, and have no cash, something heavy that you know isn't what you thought it was, a great story to never tell anyone the gritty details of
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i got a knife pulled on me like 3 times already, it wasnt that serious though... non of them really wanted to stab me they just wanted to show off
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I was actually laughing at the "gay surfers" thing, classic, lying there half drowned and wake up with a salty sun kissed, bleach haired surfer pouting over you as he give you the kiss of life again
- "Yeah thanks gay boy, sneaking in poof kisses when i was out the game, what the fuck ? ? ?"
"But, but, but i was saving you. . . "
"Save it for the court fruit bag !"
And walk off all pissed off hahahahahahaha
However i have had a gun "gently" drawn on me and told not to pursue a converstation about a "financial arrangement" i was involved with, i didn't think i was going to get killed, but i knew i would get fucked up, theres a reasone they're called "gangsters" - and i'm not speaking about black kids with doo-rags, i'm speaking about Glaswegian nut jobs who'd actaully eat you alive just to see what happen.
If you imagine some Eastend London Gangster say from Lock, Stock and 2 Smoking barrels but he's from Glasgow and a million times worse, then you know it's time to let it go, agree, get out the car, thank fuck you're not in a ditch bleeding, and have no cash, something heavy that you know isn't what you thought it was, a great story to never tell anyone the gritty details of
I love reading Donnie's stories then looking at his avatar.
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donnies the hardest dude i know who loves puppies
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donnies the hardest dude i know who loves puppies
hahahaha, i'm not hard, i have been in "situations", but running away is normally better, however, i do love puppies though hahaha
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hahahah
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yea that was sarcasm on my part
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yea that was sarcasm on my part
I did realise that - hence adding the wee joke
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Back from the DEAD!
Thanks! This is a good thread
I wanna read more experiences
The only time I thought I was gonna die was at the beach where I was dragged by a huge wave and couldn't get myself up. It was almost as if someone was pushing my head down and I couldn't get it up. Eventually I did but I got so scared I had to leave the water and just chilled for the rest of the day lol