MohammedRex
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probably no sex last 20 years.
I don't mind old men, just the grouchy ones.
When I was about 10-11, we had a monitored "Parks Program" in Pointe-Claire. It was drop in, and we had all sorts of activities. We were playing around, and our tennis ball went across the road and landed on some old mans lawn. He was sitting outside by his front door. He got up, and picked up our tennis ball. I went up to his yard, and asked if I could have our ball back (I was actually nice/polite about it too). He started yelling at me, saying 'us' kids should be taught some manners, and his lawn is precious, blah blah blah. Throughout all this I was standing on the side walk. When he finished lecturing me, he said "If you want your ball, came and get it!" So I did, I walked up to him and stuck my hand out, so he could hand me the ball. He wound up and sucker punched me. I backed away, and he tried to kick me and missed.
Thing is, the park monitor witnessed the whole thing from the time he was lecturing me. He had someone call the cops and he ran over. I had a big red mark on the side of my face where he hit me. They called my dad at work, and he showed up shortly after the cops. For the next 2-3 hours I waited in the park, and my dad was inside the mans house with the cops. There was a public pool on the park too, and I knew just about everyone there (I was a little pool rat when I was a kid). So the crowd of people kept growing. My father decided not to press charges, but he said the man was difficult to deal with. In the end he said be careful, but if anything happens again, a formal complaint was made. Everyday after that for about 2 years, I'd have this smirk on my face going by his house as he watched me.
I don't mind old men, just the grouchy ones.
When I was about 10-11, we had a monitored "Parks Program" in Pointe-Claire. It was drop in, and we had all sorts of activities. We were playing around, and our tennis ball went across the road and landed on some old mans lawn. He was sitting outside by his front door. He got up, and picked up our tennis ball. I went up to his yard, and asked if I could have our ball back (I was actually nice/polite about it too). He started yelling at me, saying 'us' kids should be taught some manners, and his lawn is precious, blah blah blah. Throughout all this I was standing on the side walk. When he finished lecturing me, he said "If you want your ball, came and get it!" So I did, I walked up to him and stuck my hand out, so he could hand me the ball. He wound up and sucker punched me. I backed away, and he tried to kick me and missed.
Thing is, the park monitor witnessed the whole thing from the time he was lecturing me. He had someone call the cops and he ran over. I had a big red mark on the side of my face where he hit me. They called my dad at work, and he showed up shortly after the cops. For the next 2-3 hours I waited in the park, and my dad was inside the mans house with the cops. There was a public pool on the park too, and I knew just about everyone there (I was a little pool rat when I was a kid). So the crowd of people kept growing. My father decided not to press charges, but he said the man was difficult to deal with. In the end he said be careful, but if anything happens again, a formal complaint was made. Everyday after that for about 2 years, I'd have this smirk on my face going by his house as he watched me.
I don't mind old men, just the grouchy ones.
When I was about 10-11, we had a monitored "Parks Program" in Pointe-Claire. It was drop in, and we had all sorts of activities. We were playing around, and our tennis ball went across the road and landed on some old mans lawn. He was sitting outside by his front door. He got up, and picked up our tennis ball. I went up to his yard, and asked if I could have our ball back (I was actually nice/polite about it too). He started yelling at me, saying 'us' kids should be taught some manners, and his lawn is precious, blah blah blah. Throughout all this I was standing on the side walk. When he finished lecturing me, he said "If you want your ball, came and get it!" So I did, I walked up to him and stuck my hand out, so he could hand me the ball. He wound up and sucker punched me. I backed away, and he tried to kick me and missed.
Thing is, the park monitor witnessed the whole thing from the time he was lecturing me. He had someone call the cops and he ran over. I had a big red mark on the side of my face where he hit me. They called my dad at work, and he showed up shortly after the cops. For the next 2-3 hours I waited in the park, and my dad was inside the mans house with the cops. There was a public pool on the park too, and I knew just about everyone there (I was a little pool rat when I was a kid). So the crowd of people kept growing. My father decided not to press charges, but he said the man was difficult to deal with. In the end he said be careful, but if anything happens again, a formal complaint was made. Everyday after that for about 2 years, I'd have this smirk on my face going by his house as he watched me.
I don't mind old men, just the grouchy ones.
When I was about 10-11, we had a monitored "Parks Program" in Pointe-Claire. It was drop in, and we had all sorts of activities. We were playing around, and our tennis ball went across the road and landed on some old mans lawn. He was sitting outside by his front door. He got up, and picked up our tennis ball. I went up to his yard, and asked if I could have our ball back (I was actually nice/polite about it too). He started yelling at me, saying 'us' kids should be taught some manners, and his lawn is precious, blah blah blah. Throughout all this I was standing on the side walk. When he finished lecturing me, he said "If you want your ball, came and get it!" So I did, I walked up to him and stuck my hand out, so he could hand me the ball. He wound up and sucker punched me. I backed away, and he tried to kick me and missed.
Thing is, the park monitor witnessed the whole thing from the time he was lecturing me. He had someone call the cops and he ran over. I had a big red mark on the side of my face where he hit me. They called my dad at work, and he showed up shortly after the cops. For the next 2-3 hours I waited in the park, and my dad was inside the mans house with the cops. There was a public pool on the park too, and I knew just about everyone there (I was a little pool rat when I was a kid). So the crowd of people kept growing. My father decided not to press charges, but he said the man was difficult to deal with. In the end he said be careful, but if anything happens again, a formal complaint was made. Everyday after that for about 2 years, I'd have this smirk on my face going by his house as he watched me.
Viking Pool ... or Northview Parkpiscine village pointe-claire?
well i would have smashed ur head with my putter.