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"I got assaulted last night, the bastar..."

It's friday night, so everyone has a right to go out and enjoy themselves. I fully believe this atleast and had one of my bests nights out for a while in London. However, on my way home, I caught the train on the wrong side of the platform. This means that it follows the exact same stations until it's too late. At this point me and a mate got off. (In hindsite it was possible that one more stop would have taken us to my place, but this wasn't a certainty)

However having got off at this particular station, I knew the way to his house, so we caught a bus to near enough his house. This near enough was going to be a problem though. It's 10:30 and we're walking down a street I've walked down 50 times in daylight, but this time it was different (obviously). We walk past these 4 guys who look like trouble, but neither of us say anything... until we've past them. Then, when they're coming from behind they call out all their stupid "rude boy" s**t and try to start something. We still say nothing, but one guy rifles through my pockets. So I knock his hand away and say that universal phrase- "Leave it." He seems to take offence and chases me down the street. I see that he's gonna catch up, so I stop. Atleast face to face is better than him tripping me up. He says something then punches me right in the face. I drop to the floor and play dead. He kicks me a couple of times then runs off with his mates.

My friends alright and all they took from him was his broken £5 watch from Sicily. They took neither my phone, nor my wallet. At this point we run to his house just to play it safe. The police are called and I have a bag of frozen chips to put on my eye. (Who the hell doesn't have peas?) Within 5 minutes we have 2 copper cars round the front and their asking to go with them around the area to identify them. (I praise them for this, very suprised indeed!) There's no sight of them and we go back. I slept most of today in my bed and am listening to my Travis now.

This may seem like I'm looking for sympathy, but I'm not. Infact it's a bit pointless except for saying:

I knew all this was happening every mintue of the night, but it was my first assault/mugging in London, so maybe I was just lucky for it to take so long.

I don't have any of this mental trauma, but maybe that's because I was just waiting for it to happen anyway.

I was lucky that they were'nt looking to cause some serious trouble.

I'm gonna try to never ever catch the wrong train. The right one would've saved us half an hour and prevented me from getting lamped.

And the wolf "blew" the house down, faggio.

In London.

:0D

An American wolf?

Paradox: wrote:
> Reefer wrote:
>
> And it's "Poof", not "Puff".
>
> If you're an inbred sister-humping American then perhaps, but in
> England its 'puff'

Ney. I puff a house down if I'm a wolf.

Niddle wrote:
> Reefer wrote:
> Why should I change my schedule to accomodate for a bunch of twonks?
>
> Because you don't want to lose your wallet/phone/anal virginity?

Why do you assume thats because people set out to mug people they are instantly tougher than you?

It's that attitute that gets you mugged, sunny boy.

Niddle wrote:
> Because you don't want to lose your wallet/phone/anal virginity?

Mwaha. :-)

Reefer wrote:

> And it's "Poof", not "Puff".

If you're an inbred sister-humping American then perhaps, but in England its 'puff'

Scottish-like

Reefer wrote:
> Why should I change my schedule to accomodate for a bunch of twonks?

Because you don't want to lose your wallet/phone/anal virginity?

Reefer wrote:
> Am I the only person who doesn't go out of my way to avoid them? Why
> should I change my schedule to accomodate for a bunch of twonks?

I don't go out of my way to avoid people.

Or walls and motorways for that matter.