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British Claymation Robots
The other day at work I was standing @ my cash register, it was slow. It's times like that my mind wanders for purposes of entertainment. I started thinking about Brain Candy, specifically Cancer Boy, and started laughing. "Did you see! The doctor and me! Did you see!"
Today on the way to practice with Gimp some guy ran out in to the street to tell us to slow down. This was about 3 small blocks away from Rob & Ronda's. Gimp flicked him off and the next thing I knew (as I looked into my rear-view) this guy, we'll call him Hugh, was jumping into his silver beamer and chasing us. My thoughts at this time are that there was no way I was getting away... my car is not faster than his. I was far enough ahead that I thought I could turn onto the first street and make another turn at the next street before he could see... but there was some big ass red truck making a U-turn so I stopped the car and Gimp and I got out to wait for Hugh. Seconds later he arrives and also gets out of his car. He never looks at me, it seems that his quam is with gimp for giving him the finger. I really don't remember everything this guy said.. I do remember that Gimp's response to everything was "fuck you."
I have kids
what you're gonna pull a knife on me
what's your name
Hugh gets into his car and uses his cell (police?) Gimp starts walking to Ronda's house and I get back into my car and park on the next block before he can see where I've gone, I don't want Hugh fucking with my car. I call Rob and Ronda to come out because now Hugh is driving up and down the street looking for Gimp. He ends up parked out in front of Ronda's house on his phone. He's out there for an unnaturally long time... we actually end up calling the cops... we hear sirens in the back and joke that they are coming for us. The dispatch officer then tells Gimp the cops are there so we go out. There were about 3 units and 2 showed up within the next minute. Somehow something had been said about a gun and the sirens were the cops on their way to Ronda's. Long story short, the talked to both Gimp and Hugh... patted down Gimp. Talked to me briefly, searched my car. They never found a knife, no one went to jail, no one got a ticket. We had practice as usual. Later between sets I thought about what kind of dad this guy is. Sure he has the protective streak in him which is a good thing but I wonder how much of that was protection for his kids, who I never saw, and not him being a dickhead yuppy who needed to shave. Beyond all this,the way he handled that situation was totally fucked and I'd hate to see how he disciplines and/or raises his kids