So yea, I totally got shot. AR-15, hollowpoint rounds. Blew a hole in my right thigh about the size of a silver dollar. Missed everything important, at least. Should be walking again in a few weeks.
The best thing was the police made ME come out with my hands up, which involved me dragging my limp legged ass out the door by my arm, then dropping the keep-my-blood-inside-where-it-goes towel on the ground to put up my arms. THEN the medics came.
How's folks here?
The best thing was the police made ME come out with my hands up, which involved me dragging my limp legged ass out the door by my arm, then dropping the keep-my-blood-inside-where-it-goes towel on the ground to put up my arms. THEN the medics came.
How's folks here?
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Dude, how the fuck did that happen?