I watched these guys go at it verbally at the bar the other night. 2 punk dudes wearing flat billed caps tried to talk crap to these regular looking guys, then the regular looking guys went off on them and the punk dudes that started it backed off.
So my theory is:
When the intimidator fails to intimidate, they themselves become intimidated.
Originally Posted by KCChiefsMan:
I watched these guys go at it verbally at the bar the other night. 2 punk dudes wearing flat billed caps tried to talk crap to these regular looking guys, then the regular looking guys went off on them and the punk dudes that started it backed off.
So my theory is:
When the intimidator fails to intimidate, they themselves become intimidated.
Originally Posted by KCChiefsMan:
I watched these guys go at it verbally at the bar the other night. 2 punk dudes wearing flat billed caps tried to talk crap to these regular looking guys, then the regular looking guys went off on them and the punk dudes that started it backed off.
So my theory is:
When the intimidator fails to intimidate, they themselves become intimidated.
I can still recall old Mr. Barnslow getting out every morning and nailing a
fresh load of tadpoles to that old board of his. Then he'd spin it round and
round, like a wheel of fortune, and no matter where it stopped he'd yell out,
"Tadpoles! Tadpoles is a winner!"
We all thought he was crazy. But then, we had some growing up to do.