Ok,
So, I went to Liberdade station with Bianca-san as 80% of the days after classes...
We decided to go down to Student's street, to go to Fonomag see if she found a japanese manga.
After about 1 hour there, we went up to the station and in the way there was this little boy...
He was a hobo, even though he has half my height and probably less than half my age.
He had just talked to a girl who went away quickly and when we were passing, he got to be in the middle...
So, that was our 'conversation'...
hobo boy: I don't want to hurt you lady, so give me 1 buck...
me: -looks down to him, with a funny smile and chuckles while walking-
hobo boy: I'm gonna count up to three...
me: -chuckles harder while walking in the same pace I've been walking-
hobo boy: one...
Bianca-san: What...?
me: -laughs and go a bit faster-
hobo boy: two...
Bianca-san: let's go there -points to the other side of street-
me: -passes behind the hobo boy and cross the street with her laughing-
Well he never got to three, but I bet he didn't have a weapon...
I, on the other hand had a stiletto in my pencil case, I have it since prep course one day we needed to buy one for some experiments we were gonna do... it got old and the blade has oxidated...
Bianca-san: What was that about?
me: he wanted money, he said 'i don'tt wanna hurt you so give me a buck' then as we just kept walking he said he'd count to three and he started counting? kowai-desu ne?
Bianca-san: Kowai...? You were laughing!
me: yah, cause I was gonna beat the crap outta him if he tried to attack me...
Bianca-san: you're crazy, what if he stabbed you with a knife?
me: he had nothing on his hands... he was probably lying...
Bianca-san: but if he stabbed you on the tummy!
me: if he had a knife, he'd come with it in hand, not hidden somewhere he'll take years to get...
Bianca-san: but...
me: I was gonna beat him up. Before he could reach his weapon...
Well, that was really my plan... and if he indeed stabbed me, I'd get my oxidated stiletto and stab him three times...
Or grab him and throw in the street when the cars are passing...
I am not gentle at all with random people, and I am very dangerous when put in danger.
Survival instincts?
So yah...
Doesn't matter that you're a kid, doesn't matter I'm twice as tall as you, doesn't matter if you want money to eat or if you are on drugs and need money for your crack... Bother me, and you'll die.
I think things are going too far... Kids should stick with kids stuff, and adults should keep with adult stuff... kids acting all tough and trying to steal on the streets should be bitch slapped and forced to go to school learn to be a real person.
Let for the adults to be criminals...
But even adult criminals don't scare me much.
Kids acting all whore-like are just as ridiculous... let the whores be whores, let the criminals be criminals, let the adults be adults, come back after you grew up...
I look at those 10 year old kids saying they'll get a man, I wanna bitch slap each of them and say, "Go fucking study, freako, or I'm gonna spank you and teach your parents how to take care of their kids..."
That hobo was probably not even 10, he looked like 8... unless he's uber small...
pffft...
A 8 year old boy will hurt me...?
By the age of 3 I could throw my mom or my dad on the floor and punch them until someone else got me out of them if they try to scare me.
Why would I get hurt by a 8 year old boy...? Cause he needs money for crack?
Go work... then you can pay for your vices...
Oh ya... you need to be at least 16 to legally get a work, and until 18 you won't earn properly...
So, grow up!
Once you get to 18, try harder, to 'hurt me'...
But be aware... I was a karate kid, and I'm about to start to train kenjutsu and iaijutsu...
In 10 years I shall also be stronger than now...
Well, in 10 years I'm hoping not to be here anymore!

Moving to some place I can buy cool games without abusive import taxes or that Amazon.com ships games to...
(aka Nihon to 1st place, US or Canada for 2nd place...)
You ask... moving, for games?
Yah... I kinda like São Paulo after all...
Even with those stupid kids...
But No game, No fun.
And I'm not linked to Brazil just cause I was born here...
I can go anywhere, whenever I wanna move out, as long as they accept me there.
Just that are few cities bigger and better than São Paulo around the world...
So is a hard choice to find a city to go if I get out of the country.
I already thought Santos was too small for me.
But back to kids... both stupid kids and their parents should be beaten up.
I never wanted to have kids, and I play around saying if someone want to have my kids it would be ok for me.
But if my kids were ever born, they'd be the right kids, and cool, nice and all... but not silly kids...
I'd totally kill them if they were like that one thing, or if they had a bad behaviour... But they wouldn't be dumbos who get used by others... They'd be tough and kick yoo ass!
Still, they wouldn't abuse their supah powahs...

Cause I'd fakin teach them to be people... not some project of 'human being'...
Those dumbos who think they are tough and cool kids are not human beings for me, they are mere... I don't really know... some kind of insignificant being.
harharhar...
So kids, be good, unless you wanna be spanked by the big momma...

In a total change of subject...
Happy Birthday, Julia!
Mama loves you.
Now be a good kid or I spank you also, you punk!

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I can`t remember how I became
The one I am or who to blame
Can`t recall the visions of my past
It all stays the same, I have no rest © Persephone
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A man of God
<3
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The shortest Horror-Story ever written:
"The last man on earth sat in his room. There was a knock at the door. "
Wishing you all the best,
Rob
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Because reality sucks.
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Wanna coffee?..
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They'll never find me, I am but a blade in the crowd....
I like your work too...!! Do you like one peace?!
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