:::CAUTION::: Long story, but good.
Well me and my friend jsut got some dirtbikes a couple weeks ago. My friends name is Kirk. Well Kirks family is majorly redneck, and they live in the most redneck area around. It's about 3 miles from my house. He keeps his bike at my house most of the time, so that it won't get stolen. Plus we ride them at my house anyways.
Well day before yesterday I slept all day because I had stayed up all night. When I woke up at about 7, my grandma told me Kirk had come and picked up his bike to go get the tire fixed (the tube is popped). I was like ok cool. Later that night when I'm at my g/f's house, Kirk calls and says he couldn't get the tube fixed yet, so he's just going to leave it at his house because he can't get ahold of anyone with a truck to take it back to my house.
When I got off the phone I looked at Brittney, my g/f, and said "he's just going to leave it at his house, someones going to steal it". exact words.
Well I didn't talk to him yesterday. He calls me tonight at midnight, and says he has a long story. Earlier that day he had taken his bike to his cousins down the road. He brought it back, and his neighbors saw him put it where he did. Well he had his bike sitting at his house behind a truck, where no one could see it.
At about 12:10, his cousin saw a car in the road with its lights off, stopped (their houses are right off the road). It turns on its lights after a minute and drives off. Well about 12:20 he sees 3 guys pushing a dirtbike east (kirks house is west from his house about 300 feet or so). He walks over to them and says "what are you guys doing". They were like "our bike broke down, so we are pushing it back home". He asked why there we three of them then, and they said 2 ofthem were riding and one was walking. It was dark, so he wasn't 100 percent sure it was Kirks bike, so he didn't do anything to them.
At 12:25 he calls Kirks house and says "Kirk is your bike there?" Kirk shoots out of bed, grabs his shotgun, and gets in his car (a 68 Mercury Montego..its a boat). He halls ass out of his driveway and starts flying down the road. He sees those fuckers running down the road, then they take off into the woods. He slammed on the breaks and spun around in the road and got out to run after them. His grandpa pulled up behind him and starts hollering at him to come back (his grandpa also had a shotgun, go figure). After firing a couple shots into the air, Kirk came back and started looking for his bike. He found it stashed in the weeds off the road about 15 feet back. They had heard a car and put the bike there, planning to come back and get it later.
So he pushes his bike back to the house and a cop gets out to his house. His grandma had called them. The cop parks out on the side of the road. This is a dirt road too. They are talking to the cop, and he was like why do you have the gun. Kirk was like "I was gonna shoot their ass". The cop didn't say anything. Then he said "well you need to be careful driving like that" and he goes "well I was gonna run their ass over, those fuckers trying to steal my bike". Well they are talking, filing a police report, when they see lights coming down the road slowly, quite a ways away. The lights shut off and come back on as they come over a hill. Then they go off again as they creep closer. Apparently they saw the cop car there because when the lights came on again they saw tailights hauling ass the other way. Kirk runs and hops in his Mercury without waiting around, and takes off after them. He is chasing the car down the road, when it turns right, so he slams on the breaks and turns the wheel and does a complete 180 facing back down the road (he had been going over 70) and he sees the cop is now coming, and there are lights a ways behind the cop (his grandpa). He nails the gas and keeps chasing down the guy now heading south. Hes going about 80 down this dirt road chasing the guy, and he sees his grandpa pass the fucking cop in his rear view mirror. After a mile, the guy turns left onto a highway. So he follows him down the highway at 120, and catches up to him. He sees the car and recognizes it as this pothead named Randal. So now that he saw the car, he stops and waits for the cop. The cop gets up there. He said"you shouldn't be driving like that, its dangerous. I would have caught him". Kirk said "I did". The cop said "well where is he". Kirk told him he saw the car, and knew who it was and the cop asked who. He said "randal, from Meeker". The cop said "oh I know him, from a recent occurence". So The cop says he is going to Randals, and Kirk goes home to wait. Well, Randal told the cop he was just dropping off his girlfriend who lived out there. HAHA, yeah right. Thats why he was running from everyone, and creeping around with his lights off.
Well, I went over there tonight and we went driving around hoping to catch the fuckers at it again, but we didn't see them. He had his shotgun, and I had my whoppin' stick. We are gonna catch those fuckers one way or another. We have suspects in mind, about who the others involved could be.
Sorry for the long story, but nothing exciting ever happens around here.
Well me and my friend jsut got some dirtbikes a couple weeks ago. My friends name is Kirk. Well Kirks family is majorly redneck, and they live in the most redneck area around. It's about 3 miles from my house. He keeps his bike at my house most of the time, so that it won't get stolen. Plus we ride them at my house anyways.
Well day before yesterday I slept all day because I had stayed up all night. When I woke up at about 7, my grandma told me Kirk had come and picked up his bike to go get the tire fixed (the tube is popped). I was like ok cool. Later that night when I'm at my g/f's house, Kirk calls and says he couldn't get the tube fixed yet, so he's just going to leave it at his house because he can't get ahold of anyone with a truck to take it back to my house.
When I got off the phone I looked at Brittney, my g/f, and said "he's just going to leave it at his house, someones going to steal it". exact words.
Well I didn't talk to him yesterday. He calls me tonight at midnight, and says he has a long story. Earlier that day he had taken his bike to his cousins down the road. He brought it back, and his neighbors saw him put it where he did. Well he had his bike sitting at his house behind a truck, where no one could see it.
At about 12:10, his cousin saw a car in the road with its lights off, stopped (their houses are right off the road). It turns on its lights after a minute and drives off. Well about 12:20 he sees 3 guys pushing a dirtbike east (kirks house is west from his house about 300 feet or so). He walks over to them and says "what are you guys doing". They were like "our bike broke down, so we are pushing it back home". He asked why there we three of them then, and they said 2 ofthem were riding and one was walking. It was dark, so he wasn't 100 percent sure it was Kirks bike, so he didn't do anything to them.
At 12:25 he calls Kirks house and says "Kirk is your bike there?" Kirk shoots out of bed, grabs his shotgun, and gets in his car (a 68 Mercury Montego..its a boat). He halls ass out of his driveway and starts flying down the road. He sees those fuckers running down the road, then they take off into the woods. He slammed on the breaks and spun around in the road and got out to run after them. His grandpa pulled up behind him and starts hollering at him to come back (his grandpa also had a shotgun, go figure). After firing a couple shots into the air, Kirk came back and started looking for his bike. He found it stashed in the weeds off the road about 15 feet back. They had heard a car and put the bike there, planning to come back and get it later.
So he pushes his bike back to the house and a cop gets out to his house. His grandma had called them. The cop parks out on the side of the road. This is a dirt road too. They are talking to the cop, and he was like why do you have the gun. Kirk was like "I was gonna shoot their ass". The cop didn't say anything. Then he said "well you need to be careful driving like that" and he goes "well I was gonna run their ass over, those fuckers trying to steal my bike". Well they are talking, filing a police report, when they see lights coming down the road slowly, quite a ways away. The lights shut off and come back on as they come over a hill. Then they go off again as they creep closer. Apparently they saw the cop car there because when the lights came on again they saw tailights hauling ass the other way. Kirk runs and hops in his Mercury without waiting around, and takes off after them. He is chasing the car down the road, when it turns right, so he slams on the breaks and turns the wheel and does a complete 180 facing back down the road (he had been going over 70) and he sees the cop is now coming, and there are lights a ways behind the cop (his grandpa). He nails the gas and keeps chasing down the guy now heading south. Hes going about 80 down this dirt road chasing the guy, and he sees his grandpa pass the fucking cop in his rear view mirror. After a mile, the guy turns left onto a highway. So he follows him down the highway at 120, and catches up to him. He sees the car and recognizes it as this pothead named Randal. So now that he saw the car, he stops and waits for the cop. The cop gets up there. He said"you shouldn't be driving like that, its dangerous. I would have caught him". Kirk said "I did". The cop said "well where is he". Kirk told him he saw the car, and knew who it was and the cop asked who. He said "randal, from Meeker". The cop said "oh I know him, from a recent occurence". So The cop says he is going to Randals, and Kirk goes home to wait. Well, Randal told the cop he was just dropping off his girlfriend who lived out there. HAHA, yeah right. Thats why he was running from everyone, and creeping around with his lights off.
Well, I went over there tonight and we went driving around hoping to catch the fuckers at it again, but we didn't see them. He had his shotgun, and I had my whoppin' stick. We are gonna catch those fuckers one way or another. We have suspects in mind, about who the others involved could be.
Sorry for the long story, but nothing exciting ever happens around here.
wned or worse don't go getting the cops involved because it's you that will wind up in jail, other then that i hope you nail the scumbags. :rock
