Gangsta

[Louis VI the Fat]

A member of one of them was trying to threaten me once that he was in a gang, and I told him to bring his gang down and I would hospitalize the lot of them. Ever since then, members of the gang call me 'hater' and avoid me. :P

Yeah, something similar happened to me too.

I was once walking down the street, alone, three o'clock at night, when I happenstanced upon a drug transaction going on. There were six guys, armed with knifes, guns, the lot. They were selling some cocaine to four other guys, huge, tall, pumped up.

I told them to get out of my way. They didn't respond. I told them again, as I usually do - everybody deserves a fair chance. Again they wouldn't move. So they left me no choice but to take them on.

Now I had been a car crash the week before, so one of my arms was broken, and I was in a wheelchair. Only my left arm was functioning, albeit only my pinkie. But that doesn't deter a tough guy like me. I immediately broke the jaw bones of the two guys closest to me with my left pinkie. Then I headbutted two of the other gang, who passed out. Four of them ran away in fright. The remaining fifteen pulled out their guns. Now I had to act fast. I threatened I would hospitalise each and everyone of them if they would not shove their guns up their rear and sing the Marseillaise. Only six of them complied. I stared the other forty down, willing them into submission. Some started crying for their mums, some even wet their pants. It was too late for them now. I had to unleash my fury, for there's no going back for me once a fight has come this far.
I battered and bruised the lot of them, crushing bones left and right, catching with my right hand the gold teeth I knocked out with my left. With my toes, I dialed sixty ambulances for them.

Even though they still sell drugs, they never bothered me again. I hear they've even employed 'spotters' who warn their gangs when I walk the streets, which they then abandon in fright.