Have you ever committed a random act of violence or been a victim of it?

[Swirv]

Last night got me thinking because i was riding my bike to a friends crib when a car full of dudes drove by & pulled off to the side of the rode ahead of me. My 6th sense told me something was up but i pedaled by them. Then they roll up beside me & throw a 40 of budlight at the God & speed off

Luckily i wasnt leaking but I figure i deserved it because ive done some shiestiness to strangers as a teen but never random violence.

 

[MR. SNIFLES]

SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN HIS PLATE, GONE TO DMV AND PAID THE 10 BUCKS FOR THE LOOKUP, WENT TO HIS HOUSE AND PROCEEDED TO BUST THE WINDOWS OUT OF HIS CAR AND HIS HOUSE.

 

[BruhMayne]

I've had guns pulled on me, been jumped by some hoe nikkas I didnt even know

Never been shot at or any life threatening random violence. I've seen alot of it though

 

[Swirv]

SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN HIS PLATE, GONE TO DMV AND PAID THE 10 BUCKS FOR THE LOOKUP, WENT TO HIS HOUSE AND PROCEEDED TO BUST THE WINDOWS OUT OF HIS CAR AND HIS HOUSE.

Too dark to get a plate number

 

[BrothaZay]

No

 

[DreadHead P]

yeah, not even gonna get into that, gettin mad just thinkin about the shyt

 

[x2y]

Yep, lets just say a UFO struck my dome.

 

[Wesley Pipes quotes]

Porn Saved My Life(Long Read)

It was my sophomore year of college. I had class at 8:45, so I would wake up do the normal shiht, shower, shave and jerk-off before class. I had 3 other roomies in 4/4. I was in my room about to watch Obsession vs Mandingo when I noticed a shadow in my window.

Now right outside the window was the ac unit, so I figured it was just the groundskeeper of the complex tinkering around with it. I went to investigate and confirmed. As I walked back to my chair it hit me.

The groundskeeper had dreads down to his butt. This person outside my window had short dreads. No one cuts their dreads short. Usually they cut them all off. So I did a double take. I peeked through the blinds and saw some dusty bum ngga with a knife cutting through my screen. I run to my door.

Now my dumbass roommate like to play pranks all the fkcing time. Putting mayo on your bedroom door or tying fishing wire throughout the house like a phaggot. That morning he decided to tie my bedroom door to the roommates down the hall. I was trapped. I started screaming like a little biotch for him to come let me out. He thought I was overreacting till I told him someone was breaking into my room as we speak. He untied that shyt. I burst through the door and I must've hit every boobie trap of fishing wire he had but I didn't care lol.

I guess dude heard me through them thin ass walls cause when we looked outside the living room window, there he was walking away with my screen and a fcking sword in his hand. My roomie was like I could have died with my pants around my ankles. It would have looked like some David Carradine asphyxiation type death. But had I not been up to accommodate the time I took away from in the morning to jerk-off I would have been sleeping and possibly not typing on the coli right now.

We called the cops and that fool got arrested. Apparently he was high on crack. It was broad fcking daylight.

 

[Ain't That Something]

Back in 2010 me and this bouncer had got into a fight. I was a lil nikka and ol boy was bout 6 ft 230. I came out unscathed and talking mad shyt like how u gone let a lil nikka whoop ya ass and shyt. Fast forward 3 months. I go to the same club with some white boys. Before I even got there I was,, drunk of some foor lokos. So I'm in this bytch chilling. I go to the bathroom and as I'm walking out a nikka sneak me punch str8 to the side of my temple. I stumble a couple of steps turn around and there i go being carried out Jesus on the cross style out the club. They call the cops and would not let me in back in the club. Told them white boys why they aint do shyt when they seen me get sneaked on they was oh we was the only white people there we aint wanna get jumped. When they describe ol boy it was the same nikka I fought 3 months earlier and everything was a set up from the time I walked out the bathroom.

 

[rocksteady]

i was stabbed with a machete.

as i saw the blade being wielded, reflexively i made an attempt to grab the blade which left my hand cut open.

all four of my fingers were lacerated and the skin on my thumb was peeled-back.

as a result, i was left with 21 stitches and nothing more serious.

the tip of my thumb was numb for a few months, but eventually everything healed properly and everything was almost as good as new.

the only reminders i have of the incident are the barely visible scars.