the crack head
I had a crack head in a head lock last night in the middle of main street at 3 am in the morning in my boxers…..now do I have your attention! Your probably wondering to yourself how the pan am team member, two time American silver medalist, arnold champion, got himself in this situation!?? well let me tell you, follow me to the start of this crazy story. It was 3 am in the morning and I was sound asleep next to my lovely girlfriend when I was woken up by my daughter, aka, my dog aka my pitbull. she kept barking, and it was not just a normal bark, it was a very mean scary bark that I have never heard before. I new something was wrong from how lexi was barking, and right before I got out of ben I heard a banging noise comeing from outside, bang! bang! bang! it sounded like it was comeing from the drive way. I ran to the window and saw a shadow that looked like a man banging at my car window with something in his hand. I yelled at him, “hey, hey you”!! “get the hell out of hear”! he didnt even look back, and that was weird. He didnt even stop banging at my window, and that was scary. You would think he would become startled or scared, jump or run or even just look back, but no, nothing. I then ran outside in nothin but my boxer shorts, and my first reaction is to knock this dude out, attck him is what I first wanted to do, but as I got closer to him i saw he had a knife in his hand, or what looked like a knife. I wont lie, I was a little nervouse at this point, i started to slow down as a approached him, his confidance sacred me, I am not a small dude, and I thought I was pretty intimidating, but this guy could care less that I was there, and thats weird, thats not even normal. I couldnt figure out why this guy was not scared of me, did he have a gun? a knife? what was in his hands? did he have homies around about to jump me? all these thoughts were going through my head. I kept yelling at him, and then he finaly said without even looking at me, “it wont open” what! at this point I was so confused, I thought i was dreaming. I finally said enough is enough, i said, “ok mother fucker you asked for it, your about to get fucked up”! I ran back to the front door and opened it and told my daughter to “get em”! my pitbull ran as fast as she has ever ran jumping into the air and tackling this guy onto the street bitting him all over, he was screaming as she was ripping his jeans like one of her toys we by her at petco. I told my girlfriend to call the cops, then I went on yelling, “get em lexi, get em!!! fucken get em lexi!!!!!!! over and over again. I was so proud of her. he some how got up and started running down the middle of the street, lexi then chased him bitting his ankles barking and bitting and barking thrre blocks and I was running right behind both of them almost completely naked. he thought he could out run my daughter! lol thats funny! my dog was on this crack head like white on rice. The main street was more lit up from all the street lights and I saw that his hands where empty as he through them up as lexi bit his leg, I then went into attack mode, now that I new he had no gun or weapon. I ran and tackled him into the street, stood up and kicked him so hard in the face i was almost knocked out, then I put him in a choke hold and sat there in the middle of the street while cars where driving around me waiting for the cops to show up. everytime this gut tried to move lexi would snap at his arms and legs, she was running around us in circles showing these teeth that even scared me! fianly four cop cars pulled up surounding us, I let the guy go and grabbed lexi, as all the cops did there thing. I have never been more proud of my dog, she protected the house, protected my girlfriend and me from harm, she riscked her own life to protect us, I am forever greatfull to her, I will never own a better dog for as long as I live. I After the cops took him away and did all the talking and paper work, my girlfriend and I put lexi’s pink snuggie on, gave her a treat, and went back to bed. the nd
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Now he is child therapy trained 85lbs and only knee high and an awsome dog respond to the message I sent you and Ill send you pics.
Butch
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