This past night makes a helluva story! Me and 7 friends are just passing around blunts in my friend's garage thinking we're going to have a chill night, untill a friend of ours, who's the local pot dealer calls my friend/training partner named Eric and tells him that he has just been robbed. He got hit in the back of the head with a gun while making a sale, in which he responded by calling for his dad.
Now, his dad, as I've come to discover last night, is a fucking BEAST (obviously juices however). Honestly one of the biggest guys I've ever seen (monster calves though
). Says he presses 350. I buy it!
And his dad comes running out, shirtless and shoeless and charges onto the scene. The mugger has fallen by tripping over the curb on the corner and dropped is gun before he's beaten and unmasked by the father and son. His dad told us that when he pulled off the guy's mask he told him "now I know what you look like. I'm gonna blast you." Seconds later, 5 of the muggers' pals come out of the car to face this beast and his kid. I have to give it to them, they were actually down for a fight.
And I'm telling you just what Jimmy's dad explained, he charged them (in a scene I compare to a Spartan battle) and breaks one guy's jaw and tossed another one onto a car. He's really showing no mercy and is probably having a SERIOUS roid rage meltdown. But he's taken down by the 5 guys in the end. He says to us, "I can bench press 350 pounds but pushing 5 guys off of you is pretty hard." That statement must have given him an ego boost.
He got pretty messed up, unfortunetely. His got stomped on his head and his feet are broken and cut up because he was barefoot. He could hardly walk at all. How I was involved was because Jimmy wanted us to hold down his house while he brings his dad to the hospital. He was afraid to leave the house. I rationalized it amoungst myself before deciding whether to go or not. I figured that although Jimmy was still cautious, I doubt a sophisticated army of gang members would wait around a for half hour (which is how long it had been since the fight ended) and would have made a move sooner. They know that all the noise they made had people peeking through blinds and possibly reaching for their phones. No one wants to go to jail.
So I decide it's safe for us to just patrol around and report any suspicious people. We got there and concluded it was barren and his car was untouched. We got out to meet with 2 other friends who got there first to watch the house and we stand out front on the lookout and most of us are still stoned so we're kinda just chilling there. And then we're led to the side of the house and Jimmy's dad comes out, explaining the situation. On our way to the front he says as I pass, "we can't call the cops because we have stuff they'd get us for" and I walk past and say "I understand". I knew the deal.
He goes back inside with his family (son, daughter, fiance) while me and the guys are up front. He later comes out shirtless and that's when I get a shock. In the car my friends told me he was bigger than me and my training partner and I hardly believed it, but this guy was a serious lifter. He then goes into details about the fight and about how he found out it was done by locals and he no longer feels safe in his own hood. He said he's going to call some friends to set up a hit for the mugger. I'm like wtf? I'm still stoned but am sharp. I'm then wondering if this guy's in the mafia or something. 'Cuz that's some seriously shit.
He asks us to help him by cleaning up his property. One of the stone heads of the brick fence was toppled over and fractured. I asked him if he had a broom and told me where the closet was located. So I go to the door and see the daughter and fiance inside and knock to be seen. I ask them for a broom to sweep up the front. She thanks me inbetween pacing around, seeming to be in a rush to be out the door and hands me the broom. I go up front and sweep up cement and while friend loads the mess onto a pan.
I suppose I can go on and on (as if I didn't already) but I'm burnt. Just one of those nights...
