The only way to deal with punk kids

Blow the fuckers away. I hate unwanted bastards throwing snowballs at me. They usually have rocks inside and cause some major bleeding and injury, not to mention that my work car (which I get once in a great while, other than those times it's the overpriced city bus) gets scratched to hell and I have to pay for the damages. Then there's the occasional neighborhood welfare kid that busts the windows for fun and leaves the side spray painted claiming his identity in retarded symbols and letters as if they're supposed to mean a fuck to anyone with an IQ above their age. And of course the police don't help because it was all done "in the spirit" of christmas. Lousy fucking kids. Modern society has prevented the correctional evolution of humanity by making it "wrong" to beat the living fuck out of punks.

 

I missed you, Archmage.

 

You'll be happy to know it's my birthday today. December 24th, 1981. I burst forth from the gutted belly of my mother and declared my intentions upon humanity when the first act I committed was to piss all over the doctor that forcibly removed me from my mums warm comfortable womb. I am now a 28 year old wrinkled bitter bastard that hasn't let go of the tradition of pissing on others.

 

Damn it man, I was eating milo. And you made me cry.

Happy birthday though

 

Back in 8th grade, I threw a snowball at a school bus and just kept on truckin'. The bus stopped, the driver opened the door and said something - I don't remember what, I was too freaked out. But now I am on his side, and damn those kids.

 

Only one gift on 24th of December each year, for 28 years? Who wouldn't end up being a bitter bastard.

Merry Birthmas, Archmage!

 

I once got in trouble for pelting traffic with big pinecones. It was going fine, until we injured some guy driving by in his convertible jeep. We got a talking to. No gun waving necessary.

 

I once threw a snowball at a care from a sideroad.

The bastard tried to run me over.

 

I had to run from cops for dropping rotten canned tomatoes on cars from an overpass.

Happy Days Orintil.
Enjoy 28. It only gets worse.

 

Some kids got in trouble because they were dropping this particular rock, similar to marble, that shatters windshields because of its resultant frequency. Does anyone know what it is?

 

Incidentally, it was just brought up recently in conversation that porcelain is exceptionally useful for shattering glass. Do you suppose porcelain is your material?

 

From what I can see in the video, this isn't so much a bunch of punk kids as it is a group of 20-25 year olds celebrating Christmas who are suddenly assaulted by a crochety old man (note the hearing aid: maybe he didn't have it tuned in to the radio that day).

Also, he drives a Hummer, so he's automatically an asshole.

 

Probably, Davis, but I don't want to find out.

 

Most snowballs that were thrown at me this year contained rocks or dirt. It's annoying as hell.

 

I usually put big ice parts in it, when I'm really pissed. It makes people bleed sometimes (or just hurt)

A better way is to wait for a warm/cold period and see the snow become watery-icy. Then when you squeeze the snowball, it solidifies into one big iceball.

 

You know, Mesteut, you're the reason why I don't see anything inappropriate in pointing out a gun at snowball throwers.

 

It's actually a punishment, not usualy practice. Like, if someone already does something to you.

Doing something like that unprovoked is like punching random people on the street.

 

So we're all agreed he's just an ornery old ass?

Any more info about this?