Von Drunky
Sonny, I Watched the Vault Bein' Built!
Last Friday I was out bar hopping with some friends in Manhattan around St. Marks. In between Bars I had to piss and since I already had quite a few drinks in me I thought w/e let me find a dark spot in the street. I pick one out by a scaffold, as I’m unzipping my fly what I thought was just trash starts moving. Its turns into this huge homeless guy (I guess he wasn’t homeless for too long), without saying anything he charges at me and punches me in the face almost knocking me down. I look up and see that my friend had already knocked him to the ground, my other friend then runs in and starts kicking him in the ribs. The funniest part however was when the Bum was in totally submission and let’s call him “Dre” runs at the Bum and cracks him in the head and then runs away. The entire time I’m standing in the middle of the street with my dick still out saying “Oh shit”. The only disappointing part of that evening was the fact that I did not have time to get a signal hit on the assaulter. After the fighting stopped the talking started. The Bums justification for hitting me was that “what was I suppose to do let him pee on me” who would you side with in this scenario?