Not me but mate....not really a mugging
My mate was once by himself at a train station (Tilehurst to be precise) some local "bad boys" tried to pick a fight with him. As a normal person would he tried to run away, but being in the inebriated state he was he tried jumping over a spikey fence into a dead end with no one around. he got over but accidenta;y twatted one of the scallys round the face with his face rolex, smashing the face and causing blood to spray from the bad ones face. As one would imagin they didn't like this.
They got him in the corner and started to kick the shit out of him. Eventually one of them pulled out a knife and stabs him just above the crotch. At this poit he decided to "give" them his phon and wallet just to make them go away. He then staggered b ack to the pub, came up to me, said "I've justbeen stabbed!" and collapsed to the floor. The paraedic said the knife was two milimeters away from severing a major artery. Lucky wanker


He still wears the boxers with the knife hole in three years later as "lucky" boxers....... What a tosser!
(mr.BIG I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, Fri 16 Jun 2006, 1:16, Reply)