And what were the circumstances? 
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0 hoping to keep it that wayComment -
3 times for me that i can remember
One time for shooting fireworks on someones property
Another time this idiot was driving like a retard in front of me so I got in front of him and drove the same way. He followed me home and started talking shit from his truck so I said I'm standing right here and then he pulled his gun. I started walking away and he called me a chicken shit.
Another I was at a chick's house and she got on top of me and while we were fooling around she thought it would be cute to reach over and pull her gun on me. It was out in the middle of nowhere I thought I would never be foundComment -
More than the jail question. Punks talking shit, escalated. Feds tripping, at least twice. Cops getting hyper, at least twice. Walking in ST Louis, walking in Detroit. South of the border..over twice....at a party was caught in a shootout.. on the bus with black teens.. and more. All pussys tho, when I pull out, I'm busting caps.Comment -
i dont like to talk about it.. shit is kinda scaryComment -
Twice Both robberies. First one was a long time ago--me being robbed for a rather large amount of scerb. Second was being robbed at my place of employment.
And I hear you Bear some people shit their pants and take a long time to get over it. For me it was like watching a movie that I was in. Very surreal. Kinda like it is hard to believe it reslly happened.Comment -
i didnt shit my pants but i had a shotgun pointed at my chest which definitely made me nervousComment -
Dozens of times by hundreds of people, thanks OIF and OEF
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Some of you guys need to get your own piece.
People don't fukk with me and mine.
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Only by the police so not really at all.Comment -
sounds really scaryComment -
13 times, once shot atComment -
^water pistol..Comment -
Once you've had a loaded weapon pointed at you more than twice you tend to re-evaluate your definition of self preservation (or lack thereof)...
And guns dont solve the problem (in a overall manner), they simply create more...Comment -
Just once but it's a funny story. I was with a buddy of mine in downtown Santa Barbara on Halloween and we shut down the bars. At the last bar we ended up swiping two bottles of liquor while the bar tender was closing up. One was open, the other sealed. He lived walking distance to State street so we chugged the open bottle and tossed it in the trash. While we were walking by one of the hotels, we were yelling at each other talking shit...bs like I'm gonna kill you, kick your ass, whatever.
Out of the blue we get rolled up on by at least 4 cop cars. These dudes and chicks are on high alert for some reason and come out guns drawn telling us to get on our knees. We comply and after some questioning they tell us that Bill Clinton was staying at the hotel we were in front of. The Secret Service basically told them to get us out of there because we were talking about killing people. They harassed us a bit for the bottle of liquor we had and took part of my buddies Halloween costume (he was dressed up like a heroin addict).
We went home, cracked the bottle, smoked some weed and skateboarded back chanting "don't kill the vote". Clinton was up for reelection that year.Comment -
Once at a party in high school. Wrong place at wrong time. Go so scared I through up my all my beer drank after the guy put it away.Comment -
Never and I hope it stays that way!Comment -
Twice for me.
On the first time, I walked over to my friend's house, knocked on the door, and his older brother who I also knew answered by opening the door and pointing a shotgun at me asking "Do you value your life?". I wanted to call him a fukking dork and punch him for doing that, but he had a gun pointed at me.
I'll skip the details the best I can on the last time, but a few of us were bored and went to this girl's house to watch movies. Her dad was this always drunk redneck, and she said it was cool because he was passed out at a neighbor's house. He apparently woke up, because he started banging on the front door and yelling as we all ran out the back door. Dumb broad told us to come back because he wasn't even mad at us, and like idiots we did. When I pulled up, her dad was behind the glass of the storm door with a rifle pointed at us. My friend didn't see him, and as I was reversing out of there in a panic, he almost didn't make it back in the car. We heard the gun go off, but it didn't hit anything, and then she paged us again a few minutes later! We didn't call her ever again. She was on Jerry Springer years later where two brothers were fighting over her because she banged both of them and had a kid with one.Comment -
Define gun. Used to play with bb guns as a kid before paintballs became popular. Same basic rules except no head shots and 3 pumps max.
Had a guy fire a shotgun at me from a ways away because he wanted to prove to me that a shotgun can't go that far. He wasn't wrong or right. Over 50 yards I'd say.
All the other times weren't as fun. 2 times with the cops at rest stops in Arizona. Both for nothing I did or even remotely because of us - cops were mistaken both times, but both times it wasn't surprising the cops were pointing guns at me. Those were much more terrifying than the rest. The rest, some I deserve some I don't.
Still alive, but based on the ratio of gun points to years lived, I guess I can expect a gun to be pointed at me a few times more in the future.Comment -
The fukk chalky? What you doin? Turnin tricks at rest stops?Comment -
In the have you ever been to jail thread I referenced this. Once, and it was about 5 guns, lasers all over my chest, lolComment -
Both times I stopped to get a soda and probably roll 10 joints for the road. Both were on Roadies, so the rest stops were in BFE Arizona, which is 10x more BFE than regular BFE's.
The main one was some asshat abducted a kid. I think the asshat was taking a piss next to me in the stalls. No idea if he got away. After I got my soda or 3 I was walking back to a car and that's when two fukksticks in brown decided to question me at gun point. I had so much coke in my car, on top of regular stuff like open beer and weed everywhere I thought I was done for. Luckily they were too busy trying to find a kid to concern themselves with the headful geniuses and what we had in our car.
I had to walk towards a different car until the cops went into the actual restroom, as I was not getting anywhere near mine while the pigs were still heated.
The other time, something about meth that I never fully understood. Not as scary because I wasn't loaded nor was my car.
Those days are long behind me though, and reasons 1 and 1a why I will never stop at a reststop in Arizona for the rest of my life. I will piss on the side of the freeway before going into another one of those hell holes.Comment -
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3 times including a shotgun in my faceComment -
Actually, I've had 2 shotguns pointed in my face 6 times, so....yeah. Get on my level ladies.Comment -
The guy who almost didn't make it back into the car called me when it was on. It's a pretty famous episode, because the guy who was getting cheated on said he pulled her pants down and smelled down there to see if she was with another man, and a lot of viewers thought that was pretty funny and remembered that episode because of it.Comment -
just once
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my fault for dating a black girl i supposeComment -
probably 4-5 police everytime most cases I was guilty as penetrateComment
