Originally Posted by DaFace:
This thread is a compilation of three threads which were all started by the same person. They were merged into one thread since the person is probably not worthy of having three separate threads in the hall. The original thread begins here, and the links below will "jump" to the first posts in the second and third threads.
So I was in Paradise Cafe today for lunch and it was jam packed. There was this guy that was sitting in a booth all by his lonesome and had a sweet lookin laptop. The dude gets a call on his cell phone and decides to take the call outside. I was perplexed because he just left his laptop all by itself. So, its now been 15 minutes and the guy is STILL outside on the phone!
I thought to myself that I really needed a new laptop and this one was there for the taking. Well, there were no cameras in there and it was so busy that no one would notice so I went up to it casually and folded it up and exited the opposite door from him. Like taking candy from a baby. :-)
And I dont feel too bad because the guy didnt have any business or work related stuff on there, just a couple of photo albums. Hey, if he is too stupid to leave his laptop alone for more than 15 minutes then he deserved it. [Reply]
Originally Posted by frazod:
I'm sorry, I just don't typically associate with scum. And I don't particularly like this place being infested by scum. Nor do I find humor in thievery, real or imagined. Apparently I'd have to be some sort of doped-up trailer trash to find that amusing, so I'm rather pleased that I don't.
Any questions?
but you are scumy.
a scared little shit who like many many here fight little e-wars from the safety of your office chair.
youre so self righteous that you can have no humor for 'thievery, real or imagined' and yet you then use terms like 'doped up trailer trash' in the next sentence.
i wonder if youd be such a badass in person.
my bet is that your a bitchass nerd from wayback. [Reply]
Originally Posted by MOhillbilly:
but you are scumy.
a scared little shit who like many many here fight little e-wars from the safety of your office chair.
youre so self righteous that you can have no humor for 'thievery, real or imagined' and yet you then use terms like 'doped up trailer trash' in the next sentence.
i wonder if youd be such a badass in person.
my bet is that your a bitchass nerd from wayback.
Yeah, I'm shaking in my boots, Deliverance Boy.
I'll tell you the same thing I tell ever other dumbf#ck troll on here - I go to the CP functions and always have. If you want to see me, it isn't a hard thing to do.
And as for the "doped up trailer trash" line, if the shoe fits, you piece of shit, wear it. [Reply]
Tue Jun 26, 2007 6:47 PM ET
GRAND RAPIDS, Mich. - Bill Barnes says he was scratching off a losing $2 lottery ticket inside a gas station when he felt a hand slip into his front-left pants pocket, where he had $300 in cash.
He immediately grabbed the person's wrist with his left hand and started throwing punches with his right, landing six or seven blows before a store manager intervened.
"I guess he thought I was an easy mark," Barnes, 72, told The Grand Rapids Press for a story Tuesday.
He's anything but an easy mark: Barnes served in the Marines, was an accomplished Golden Gloves boxer and retired after 20 years as an iron worker.
Jesse Daniel Rae, the 27-year-old Newaygo County man accused of trying to pick Barnes' pocket, was arraigned Monday in Rockford District Court on one count of unarmed robbery, a 15-year felony.
Barnes said he had just withdrawn the money from a bank machine and put it in the pocket of his shorts before driving to the Marathon service station and Next Door Food Store in Comstock park, a Grand Rapids suburb.
He remembers noticing a patron acting suspiciously, asking the price of different brands of cigarettes and other items. While turned away, Barnes felt the hand in his pocket, so he took action.
"I guess I acted on instinct," he said.
Kent County sheriff's deputies said the store manager quickly came around the counter.
The three of them struggled through the front door, where two witnesses said the manager slammed Rae to the ground and held him there.
"There was blood everywhere," said another manager on duty, Abby Ostrom, 25.
Barnes was a regional runner-up in Golden Gloves competition in the novice and open divisions before enlisting in the Marines in 1956.
He lived most of his adult life in Comstock Park with his wife, Patricia, before recently moving to Ottawa County. The couple have three children.
After retiring as an iron worker, he now works part-time as a starter at a golf course.
Barnes said he'd probably do the same thing again under the same circumstances, if for no other reason than what he would face back home.
"I wouldn't want my wife to give me hell for lettin' that guy get my money," he said with a smile. [Reply]
Keep up with the five finger discount, FightClub. You may not get the fist in the nose, but sooner or later you'll get the Karmic Kick in the pants you deserve.
Sorry your Dad was such a prick, dude. To a better life :-) [Reply]
Personally, if I had seen you do it, I 'd have gone over and stuck that lap top up your ass and called the cops while you lay there trying to pry it out alll the while keeping you there with my foot on your pencil neck. If this is true, you're the type of person that has made this country go downhill. If not, then you are an attention whore. Either way, you are apparently a LOSER. [Reply]
Originally Posted by Phobia:
Nobody is gonna fight at any ChiefsPlanet functions. The moment that kind of crap arrives is the moment organizers stop organizing.
no shit.
no reason to take a little shit-talking on the intarweb literal enough to do anything stupid [Reply]
Yeah, me too. Chalk one up for the old guys, he hald all the credentials, Iron worker, ex-marine.
I used to play golf with an old fart, 78, that still ran concrete full time. Tuff little guy, would get in anybodys face. :-) [Reply]
