Tuesday, September 13, 2011

tuff stuff and homo boy

Went out for some advice this arvo. I am sick of being stalked by this kid who I dont know. He doesnt know me but somehow he thinks he does or someone is putting him up to it. what ever. I'll go and talk to the constabulary tomorrow. Forewarend is forearmed. When you become a creature of habit and obvious intrusions occur then you know something is goin on. I used to go for walks on the soccer park of an afternoon but surprise surprise someone (with a hotrod) with a big dog chose to walk it at the very same time on a lonely weekday afternoon without a chain. I just broke off a branch from this tree and sat down and peeled the bark and as luck would have it next to a pile of decent size stones. The Lord provided. He always does. so what do you do next time. Arm yourself with a cudgel and a knife or just go elsewhere. Its a shame how idiots can get away with it without even trying. THey just get on their cell phones and track your movements and whammo. Next thing you are getting accidentally mauled by some frigging argentinian fighting dog. Sorrrrreeee. Well yes. Anyway alls well that ends well and I would really hate to have to call in some markers and get reinforcements to dispose of some rabble. And their silly mates in suits from THAT party.  They think they got the world on a string. nada.

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