I witnessed a crime
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
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Last summer
I was back home briefly from Uni and went into town to meet a few friends. At the top of town there is a garage thats open all night. Its on a corner of a fairly busy road, and a fairly quiet road, with a small window set high in the wall on the quiet road side. This leads to the stock room. As I was walking to the garage I noticed two rather shifty looking chavs standing next to the window. Pretty normal for that part of town so I didnt think anything of it.
I went inside the garage for snouts and as I was being served the attendent excused himself, picked up a broom, hurried into the backroom and proceeded to beat the shit out of a tracksuit clad arm that was snaking through the window in pursuit of a carton of camels. After two minutes or so of beating, and swearing in English and Urdu, he came back, served me, and I left.
Outside the two chavs were on the otherside of the road, taking out their frustration of being foiled by running a key down the side of a car.
Length etc.
( , Wed 20 Feb 2008, 20:50, Reply)
I was back home briefly from Uni and went into town to meet a few friends. At the top of town there is a garage thats open all night. Its on a corner of a fairly busy road, and a fairly quiet road, with a small window set high in the wall on the quiet road side. This leads to the stock room. As I was walking to the garage I noticed two rather shifty looking chavs standing next to the window. Pretty normal for that part of town so I didnt think anything of it.
I went inside the garage for snouts and as I was being served the attendent excused himself, picked up a broom, hurried into the backroom and proceeded to beat the shit out of a tracksuit clad arm that was snaking through the window in pursuit of a carton of camels. After two minutes or so of beating, and swearing in English and Urdu, he came back, served me, and I left.
Outside the two chavs were on the otherside of the road, taking out their frustration of being foiled by running a key down the side of a car.
Length etc.
( , Wed 20 Feb 2008, 20:50, Reply)
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