Yesterday morning I prepared to commute to cuckllege, only to find out via email that my professor had changed my class to be remote for the day. Since I'd already gotten ready to leave the house, I thought to myself, "Fuck it, why not go somewhere?" I wasn't keen on polluting any densely populated areas with my subhuman presence, so I chose to go to a county park and spend some time in nature instead. After about an hour at the park, I decided to make my way to the edge of the town lake to take a look at a dam. While walking around a curve, I had a surprise encounter with four teenage scholars on bicycles. They had a thugmaxxed appearance, with all of them dressed in hoodies and joggers and two wearing face masks.
Now, I'm 20 years old, going on 21, but I look a lot younger than I really am. It's not that my body size is especially small - I'm 5'9"-5'10 with an 18"-18.5 bideltoid width (not gym/steroid maxxed) - I just have the face of a teenager. People are often surprised to find out I'm a junior in college; I'm usually assumed to be anywhere from 14 to 17. I guess my young appearance is what made these nigs think they could bully me around; that, or they must've mistook me for someone they knew from school.
Anyway, as I came around the curve, I saw these nigs coming by on the bike path of a nearby road, which was slightly elevated compared to the walkway right next to it (where I was). I briefly made eye contact with the biggest nig in the group. He looked to be my height or taller and facially resembled Lebron James's son, Mikey Williams, somewhat. Slowing down, he asked me, "You wanna fight?" I made a dismissive gesture and kept walking, not picking up my pace. He then repeated his question, asking, "You tryna fight for fun, bruh?" I ignored him, making him repeat himself once more. I was unable to make out what he said to me next over the noise of traffic and the howling wind. A niglet member of the group then shouted to me, "Ayo, don't let him talk to you like that!"
The nig made a full stop, and I heard him getting off his bike. Figuring that the distance between us was too large at that point for him to quickly come up and try to sucker punch me, I kept my back turned to him, walking at the same pace. Acting scared or on edge would've just made him want to attack me more. He didn't follow me too long, and in a few seconds returned to his bike, riding off with his friends.
Before anyone calls me a pussy for not accepting his invitation to fight, I was poorly rested from the night before and too out of it to fight a 1v4 (what it inevitably would have turned into had I taken the upper hand). Given their minor status and scholars' penchant for self-victimization, I also don't doubt the groids' parents would've tried to press charges against me had I injured any of them. It's quite funny, though, how soys and even some leftist users on this site will tell you to, "Go OuTsIdE, BrO! NoT AlL mInOrItIEs ArE LikE whAt ThE TwittER vIdEOs sHOw yOU"
, yet on my first venture outside in months (on my own volition, anyway), I get challenged to a fight by some thug nig I've never met before. Just fucking LOL
Now, I'm 20 years old, going on 21, but I look a lot younger than I really am. It's not that my body size is especially small - I'm 5'9"-5'10 with an 18"-18.5 bideltoid width (not gym/steroid maxxed) - I just have the face of a teenager. People are often surprised to find out I'm a junior in college; I'm usually assumed to be anywhere from 14 to 17. I guess my young appearance is what made these nigs think they could bully me around; that, or they must've mistook me for someone they knew from school.
Anyway, as I came around the curve, I saw these nigs coming by on the bike path of a nearby road, which was slightly elevated compared to the walkway right next to it (where I was). I briefly made eye contact with the biggest nig in the group. He looked to be my height or taller and facially resembled Lebron James's son, Mikey Williams, somewhat. Slowing down, he asked me, "You wanna fight?" I made a dismissive gesture and kept walking, not picking up my pace. He then repeated his question, asking, "You tryna fight for fun, bruh?" I ignored him, making him repeat himself once more. I was unable to make out what he said to me next over the noise of traffic and the howling wind. A niglet member of the group then shouted to me, "Ayo, don't let him talk to you like that!"
The nig made a full stop, and I heard him getting off his bike. Figuring that the distance between us was too large at that point for him to quickly come up and try to sucker punch me, I kept my back turned to him, walking at the same pace. Acting scared or on edge would've just made him want to attack me more. He didn't follow me too long, and in a few seconds returned to his bike, riding off with his friends.
Before anyone calls me a pussy for not accepting his invitation to fight, I was poorly rested from the night before and too out of it to fight a 1v4 (what it inevitably would have turned into had I taken the upper hand). Given their minor status and scholars' penchant for self-victimization, I also don't doubt the groids' parents would've tried to press charges against me had I injured any of them. It's quite funny, though, how soys and even some leftist users on this site will tell you to, "Go OuTsIdE, BrO! NoT AlL mInOrItIEs ArE LikE whAt ThE TwittER vIdEOs sHOw yOU"
, yet on my first venture outside in months (on my own volition, anyway), I get challenged to a fight by some thug nig I've never met before. Just fucking LOL
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