Dont do many foot chases I assume

 

That what I was thinkin.

I could stick-up a 7eleven and stop to eat a cheese sandwich with ole' Smokey on my tail.

 

See, I'd always be on reprimand, because at my size, I wouldn't be chasing anyone.

I'd pull out my 9, and shot them through the calf, knee, or thigh. Then walk over to them, and cuff them.

 

You're a hard man. Shooting somebody eating a cheese sandwich.

 

 

He wants to get you BEFORE you finish the sandwich, so he can finish it
mans gotta eat

 

Yep, I always heard don't run from a fat cop, he will just shot you! Not calling you fat there smokey, it may be all muscle. I however have had many foot chases and have been outran most of them. The only thing I have going for me is I know my small town like the back of my hand and can usually find them hiding somewhere. If not, it's a small town, they'll be back in an hour!
I also learned a long time ago not to ride with the Chief here. We got into a chase one night and he was going to drop me off at an alley to cut the guy off. As we hauled butt down the street he said get out. I opened the door expecting him to stop. I WAS WRONG. He slowed to about 30 mph and took a hard left. Not much fun going from a moving car at 30 mph and trying to run into an alley. Just so happened to catch the guy squating in the shadows and he again tried to flee over a fence. I was pissed at the Chief that I just went ahead and used my collapsible baton on his common peroneal nerve. End of chase.

 

Nice...

 

I got into a fight in elementary school. This kid stole my lunch food (desert) so we were playing on the monkey bars and he walked underneath me and I kicked him square in the face. He dropped like a sack of potato's.

That "stigma" stuck with me until I graduated high school

Now, being that I'm an attorney, I just sue them.
But if I had to, I did study Shaolin Kung Fu for 6 years. Mostly holds and submissions.

 

So that is where my cheese sandwich went.

 

I never learned to fight, but I can scrap and throw down like a motha*******er.

 

I've never been a good fighter. Had a few in my younger days. Won some and lost some. Always considered myself a lover instead, and not very good at either. I'm only 5'9, 170 lbs. But, something I still can't understand was years ago when I caught my wife with another guy who was much taller and much bigger than me, I lost it. With no weapons whatsoever, I put him in the hospital for three months. I hit him in the throat, knocked him down on the ground and beat him without regard to his life, I even left him laying there on the ground truing to find my "EX". It was flight or fight, and I chose to fight that day. That was the last fight I've had to this day. I won the fight, but lost my wife.

 

Wow...

I guess you reacted first...

I always wonder why some people, in this situation, attack the person their spouse/significant other chose to mess around with... I mean, if that was your friend tippign around with your wife, then yes- he deserves an **** whipping. But if not, chances are the fight shouldn't have been with him, it shoudl have been with the wife...

But, some guys are mouthy, and you'd probably had to have whipped his butt anyway.

For more examples of this, watch the TV show: Cheaters. Most of the time they are in Dallas, but sometimes they go to other cities... I've even seen them in NYC.

 

I'd say the guy was lucky it was wrench007 that came home and caught him.

Would have been bad if the husband had been a lumberjack and axe007 or chainsaw007 had walked thru the door.

 

Or just plain 007. With that license to kill and all I bet he would have gotten a few slugs center mass...