By the throat.

(hey I can use this pic for something valid finally)
On Tuesday night I was hurring along burrard street, late to my Dusk 2 Dawn to volenteer.
I had done an over night and had about 4 hours sleep.
I was tired, late for my shift and very unaware.
I had my head phones on off in my own little world.
I was standing at a stop light.
I turn my head to see what looked like a pipe swing for my face.
I raged and grabbed dude by the throat.
bosh - "What the hell!"
idiot - "Sorry, I didn't mean to. Pease don't hurt me."
Some misunderstanding.
This lucky jackass was carlessly gestering with his bike seat.
It would have looked great on my for just slugging some dude out of knowwhere.
But I'm pretty sure he messed himself something terrible.
And he knows not to mess with the hishy squishy.
Having shit swung at my head was a good wake up call, beats coffee.
Fucking hippes.



