Preach it
Just got involved in preventing a near gay-bashing, and barely missed rolling around in the street with a couple drunken fratboy assholes. I only avoided throwing down with them because the monster of a karate teacher from next door stepped out and explained that those boys were about to find out what swallowing their teeth felt like. Afterwards he turned to me.
“You know whose fault that is?”
“No, whose?”
“Ours. We haven’t taught the youth well enough.”
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davidroy said:
That’s another awesome story.
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