DAMN!!! Just got myself into a huge fist fight and wrestle match in Stockholm with some thugz from Poland. Happy that the public saw what happened and joined in the wrestle. Police werent so far so they got there fast. Poor khaya just crying in shock. You know these dudes who dress in silver or gold and stand still for hours in the street entertaining the public with their ability to not move in hours? I meet one who was sitting and still. There was a boy like 6years old, soft poking him in the back like teasing him to move. People are filming this guy. Before anyone realises, the silver dude back punches the lil kid in his face and the kid goes flying to the ground screaming and bleeding from his nose. Something clicked in my head and I made good use of my Timberland boot. I booted the bastard to kingdom come. Before I knew it, I was under attack by a bunch of thugz who happen to be Polish. One kicked me in the back, grabbed and tore my t-shirt and people just jumped in. Police arrived, blew whistles to stop the street fight. I wasnt injured just got my t-shirt ripped off. Cops took me aside, questioned me and believed my story coz the parents of the little boy witnessed the event. Apparently these thugz are known pickpocketers on Drottninggatan. I was given police excort to my train. I am not violent by nature but such stuff can make me wanna kill your ass. That the father doesnt even react makes me wonder. Anyway, we are both fine and making our way to the printing studio. I hope this swin feels pain where I boot him and that he will think twice before he thinks of punching someone who is not his size. The daddys survival instinct is dead. I can just imagine what would happen someone doing that to my child. Noone besides the lil boy was injured.
Posted on: Fri, 09 Aug 2013 13:09:19 +0000
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