I seem to have a habit of meeting people recently who get shot by the police. Maybe they act that way towards them because of my TBI that the police did. One got shot in the head and leg with a gun but survived and another got tasered. But, yeah a policeman, Duncan Taylor, got shot and killed shortly after my TBI in the small town I was living in and often wonder if all this crap goes on because of me. Just because 3 cops did what they did for the choice of one doesn't mean I would want a good cop dead. Reminds me of France where a cop used an expandable baton up the black guys ass and everyone goes crazy. We don't get to vote on your mental illness.
I recently had a taser pointed at me a year or so ago but she quickly put it down when she realised it had nothing to do with me and visited me again not long after giving me lots of smiles and telling me they would take care of all my problems of noise sensitivity problems. I guess I have a bit of a crush on her now and she changed my view of the police who have always seemed to be against me because of my heavy drinking which I have given up and do NOT miss.
When I was younger and drunk like crazy I invited some friends of a friend around for some sculling of straight bourbons. I ended up spewing up in bed and went to sleep. I got awoken by a fight that had started with my uncle(who lived next door) and one the guys at my place who had grabbed one of my work knives as I was boning beef at the time. My uncle was also armed as he had been building a veranda at the back of his place and had a hammer. When I got outside the guy with the knife was running at my uncle trying to stab him but each time my uncle would hit him on the head with the hammer and knock him back. So I snuck up behind the guy with the knife(MY KNIFE) and managed to disarm him as we both fell into my fence and I knocked myself out briefly... on the fence. When the police arrived he was splattering his blood all over the women police officer. In those days they didn't have tasers but didn't need one anyway cause I had single-handedly sorted the situation out.😀 . A few years later my friend found him hanging in his garage where the little skinny wire which cut right into his neck cause he wanted to be cool. Not guns but still interesting.
Originally posted by apathistNor does she want to talk about how she has saved so many homeless people's lives using CPR on the 'sidewalk' or in cars rushing to hospitals - sometimes they lived, sometimes they died - but there have been so many whose lives she saved, she has flat out lost count... she won't want to talk about that either. 😛
Hence your post?
Originally posted by FMFFMF,
Nor does she want to talk about how she has saved so many homeless people's lives using CPR on the 'sidewalk' or in cars rushing to hospitals - sometimes they lived, sometimes they died - but there have been so many whose lives she saved, she has flat out lost count... she won't want to talk about that either. 😛
Jealousy will get you no where! 😛
-VR
Originally posted by FMFTrue to your MO.
Nor does she want to talk about how she has saved so many homeless people's lives using CPR on the 'sidewalk' or in cars rushing to hospitals - sometimes they lived, sometimes they died - but there have been so many whose lives she saved, she has flat out lost count... she won't want to talk about that either. 😛
Originally posted by FMFI don't want to talk to pathetic whiners who only want to cause trouble, either.
Nor does she want to talk about how she has saved so many homeless people's lives using CPR on the 'sidewalk' or in cars rushing to hospitals - sometimes they lived, sometimes they died - but there have been so many whose lives she saved, she has flat out lost count... she won't want to talk about that either. 😛
Twist that away, pretzel boy.
At least I'm not insisting that I have buddies in the yakuza.
