One gram or two Part 6 nearing the end (584 hits)
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Submitted by Beano (View user info) at 2006-05-04 11:01:52 EDT
Part I http://www.ubersite.com/m/86292
Part II http://www.ubersite.com/m/86380
Part III http://www.ubersite.com/m/86501
Part 4 http://www.ubersite.com/m/86859
Part 5 http://www.ubersite.com/m/87134
It was frightening to watch. That amount of controlled violence unleashed for a single purpose. It reminded more than one person in the pubic house of shorts clips they'd seen on the internet of bare knuckle fights. Brief burst of extreme brutality, no though and certainly no care as to the well being of the opponent. This must be what it's like when you really do not give a fuck was happens to the person you inflict it on.
Most of us are controlled by that inner fear of going one step too far, of paralysing or killing some bloke. You don't stab anyone in case people die. You kick them in the head, but you only did it once or twice after they lost consciousness in case people die. You group up on a bloke and beat the fuck out of him but you always make sure people don't die. It's what makes most of us normal.
The Dog paced over to the lad who, at this point, had parted his legs slightly and had his hands spread away from his body level with his hips. He's just managed to say "You fucking want some, you cunt" when the Dog upped his pace and smashed his knuckle dusted fist into his face. The young lad reeled and instantly put his right hand up to his first injury.
But the Dog moved quick, very quickly for a guy built this big. He kicked the lad between the legs and was already grabbing him by the throat as he squealed in pain. Two of his friends had already decided that the door was their rightful place and had left the scene. He wasn't the hard guy any more amongst his teenage following.
In the background there was screaming as a couple of young girls who were also at the table took leave of their senses. The noise seemed to fit the scene.
The young lads nose was completely smashed and bubbles were forming as he gasped for breathe and looked bleary eyed at the Dog. There was an expression on his face that sort of said 'I can't quite believe this is happening', probably brought on by a few years or largeing it up in pubs and yet never having had a real fight.
Still, at this point though he thought he was just getting a bit of a hiding and he really didn't know why.
"OK mate, fucking leave off, I didn't do fuck all", he managed to splutter as he leaned forward so that the blood that streamed from his face didn't go on his clothes, he continued to gasp for breathe, one hand stretched out as if to hold the Dog at bay.
He dropped to one knee, but continued to hold out his hand, the Dog kicked him straight in the face, full on the jaw. His lower jaw, besides breaking in several places, forced his teeth through his tongue and filled his mouth with blood.
His brother stood, frozen thinking about the mess that needed cleaning and the explanations that were going to be required again tonight when the parents asked what had been going on. One of the teenage girls vomited into the lap of her friend. They both wished they had stayed in tonight.
The Dog grabbed his outstretched arm, before he began to fall backwards, one hand behind his elbow and the other on his wrist, he snapped it in a swift movement and twisted the lad around lifting his slightly and pushed him head first through the window that they were recently sat by.
The crashing glass caused gasp's amongst the few people that hadn't decided another pub might be healthier to drink in.
As the Dog stepped through the window he grabbed yet again and smashed his face into the pavement outside. There was a low dull thudding noise, the sort of noise you would expect a head to make that was being so badly abused, but it still shocked you when you heard it.
The Dog grabbed the lad by the collar of his shirt, lifted him no more than 2 ft from the ground and dragged him to a nearby parked car, his knees and lower legs just flailing along behind his unconscious body, picking up scrapes and cuts in the process. One of his blood stained trainers fell off and would be picked up later and returned to his family.
The brother, all sense of self preservation gone, having been brought on by extreme violence being administered to his sibling, leapt out of the back door and into the car park, grabbing Scott and trying to get to his brother. Dean and Scott were crowded around partially blocking the view and partially getting involved in what was happening. A few swift punches to the head and face from Dean sorted the advances of the brother and never seemed to bother the Dog in the slightest.
He was bundling the limp lad into the boot of the car, he jabbed his face three times splitting his right eye and right cheek before he closed the boot lid just to be sure. Quite what the kid was gonna do with an arm that was broken in two places, a smashed nose, choking on his blood and teeth is anyone's guess.
Leaving his index finger hanging on by a little bit of skin and muscle and breaking two other fingers in the boot as he slammed it shut could also have been considered to be excessive. But anyone involved wasn't about to tell the Dog that.
He had plans to complete, he had finished the first part, and kicking the living shit out of the piece of shit scumbag that was bleeding all over the boot of the car was just the start. Word would get around what had happened to the kid and who did it. The second part was to make the kid disappear and instil the fear of death into anyone who was brave enough to take him one
He leapt in the driver's seat while people filled the empty car, fired up the engine and pulled onto the main road.
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Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2008-07-26 12:16:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
OH NOES MY RATINGS!
Submitted by maf54 (user info) at 2008-05-14 05:07:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Just to counter what that idiot Director did to you.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2008-05-13 17:48:09 EDT (#)
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Submitted by ballsonurchin (user info) at 2006-10-26 11:38:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
lick my balls.
Submitted by konohasaiyajin (user info) at 2006-06-23 19:22:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
yeah, that kid got beat the fuck up there. I'm guessing the violence will only escalate in the next.
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2006-05-17 03:25:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-05-04 17:04:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by MichelleNJ (user info) at 2006-05-04 12:20:51 (#)
Ranking: 2
I pictured Dog the Bounty Hunter too. That makes it kinda interesting, with his mullet and all.
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and his grotesque wife as well.
Submitted by cuberat (user info) at 2006-05-04 12:37:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
fucking awesome
Submitted by MichelleNJ (user info) at 2006-05-04 12:20:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I pictured Dog the Bounty Hunter too. That makes it kinda interesting, with his mullet and all.
Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2006-05-04 11:46:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
An American TV thing I guess?
Picture this fella as Vinnie in Lock Stock.... hopefully that helps, hard, mean, doesn't give a fuck but dresses and acts normally in the right situation.
Submitted by leilani (user info) at 2006-05-04 11:41:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
There's fear and darkness all around you
The criminals are on the run
No use in hiding in the dark
I'll hunt you down 'cause I'm the Dog
I'm the Dog
The big bad Dog
The Bounty HUNTARRRRRR!!!!!
Submitted by littledan (user info) at 2006-05-04 11:36:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This is so god damned fantastic, the only bad thing is that all I picture is Dog the Bounty Hunter beating the fuck out of this kid.