Some dame just urinated all over me. No joke.
I go for a bike ride, and end up with some lady pissing all over me. God, I love Boston.
So I am riding up major street in downtown Boston. All hell breaks loose. I see someone running up street, against traffic, and in between lanes of traffic. Cars a beeping and shit. I notice the person is wearing a mask. My first thought, "God, these fucking pedestraians are crazier than gappers in the terrain park"
Then I see people running after the masked person yelling "STOP THAT PERSON! CALL THE POLICE! etc." I slow down, turn around, and join the chase. I go passed the mask person by like 1/2 a block, jump off my bike, and wait. The mask person runs, and starts to turn down some side street. I charge at them and tackle them to the ground. We wrestle for a bit, and then I put them in an arm-bar (I'm a brown-belt in karate). Some older guy who had been chasing on foot catches up. He comes over and hold their legs down. He tells me that that the masked person just assaulted some woman and stole her purse. A crowd has gathered. The person's mask comes off: it is a woman! She starts freaking out that she got caught and *pisses her pants*, which goes all over me. Great. The cops show up and arrest her. The older guy then says to me, "When I saw some dude dressed in all black with lots of tattoos get involved, I knew the robber wasn't going to get away." I just laughed.
Moral of the story: If your going to rob people, wear a diaper.
"Nancy Ninja Nabs Nefarious Nymph. Pays Price Per Pissed Pants!" -Flick
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