asbestosman wrote:Do tell.
There's not that much to it, but...
I believe I was 14 at the time… maybe 15. One of my friends had a little ongoing feud with a hombre we went to school with. That hombre was at the dance, and I guess they shared some words. When we finally left the dance, outside in the parking lot was the hombre and about 6-7 of his “cousins.” Words were exchanged, then three of them pulled guns. Surprisingly, in our youthful stupidity, my friends and I started walking towards them after the guns were pulled (evidently there was something wrong with our flight or fight response). They ended up putting the guns away, gave some form of tirade about how we weren’t worth it, and then drove away.
Later, I found out that a few of them were arrested later that night for shooting at someone at a park (I believe it was Joe Shooing Park).
That was the first in a long string of such incidents, but that was the only time it happened at a church function.
By the way, going off that picture of yours, I think those two straight-edgers must've been insane to try messing with you. Makes me wonder what they were smoking.
Ha!
Perhaps the "power in numbers" got to their head. ::shrugs:: I’m really just a big teddy-bear though, so perhaps they could sense that there was a good chance I’d just take their crap and roll up in a ball. Luckily (for me, not them), I wasn’t feeling very Zen at that moment.
