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I was on a bus in my hometown of Bournemouth, and it was in the afternoon, and there was this nutcase who picked me out because I was upfront and he started whispering .I.m gonna kill you Motherfucker.. It.s amazing how many stories come from scars.
I was hoping my stop would come quick, so I could get off the bus, but it just so happened that it was his stop as well. So I got my keys ready and got psyched up for the forthcoming fight. I was really ready to rock. As he came forward, he stood over me and he said .I.m gonna kill you, you fucking gay. and so I went for him, got him into the bag compartment are and I really tore into him. I.ve never been in so much shock.
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