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I accidentally on purpose kneed a guy hard in the ballsackary last night.
It was a direct, effective hit delivering a bit of a ballsack blowout by the look on his face.
All evening long this Hooray Henry twit had been exuding loud-mouthed arrogance amongst his
group of similarly 'superior' band of friends. The degree of mysogony in their words was quite
breath-taking.
I was extremely grumpy for other reasons, as it was - and this self-assumed upper
class nonetity with his loud-mouthed unself-conscious excess of self-esteem, came to a
head when we all heard him pronounce as if making a speech:
"Well, you guys, when I take a little wife, there is no way I shall tie her to the kitchen sink."
Another guy retorted, " Now that, Sebastian I just cannot believe." He went on,
"Oh no, Giles. If I confined her just to the kitchen sink, then she wouldn't be able to
clean the rest of the house would she?"
The others seemed to think this reply was acceptable. A series of,
"Well said, old man," were their responses with yet more accompanying guffaws.
My friends found it hard to restrain me, as I was visibly fuming at this totally
crass, imabecilic ass-hole. I couldn't keep still. I wanted to get at him.
As we left, I wandered by the huddle of guffawing wankers laughing heartily and,
finding a gap next to this expensively-uneducated idiot, managed to dramatically
enact a fake trip-up.
In so doing, I delivered an almighty knee up his jacksie, sent with venom,
after which he creased over and began to hop about inhaling gasps of air frantically.
I sarcastically apologised to everyone else for my clumsiness and left with my group of friends,
who were all entirely impressed that I should do such a thing, albeit extremely well deserved.
I felt much happier after that and really felt that justice had been served.
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