Woulda expected being christened with a wine bottle to be slightly more debilitating.
I spent my early 20's running with a good buddy who grew up in Saginaw, MI, (anyone who knows anything about Saginaw will understand). He warned me to never hit a groid in the head and expect good results. His theory was lack of brains or a thick skull, or maybe both.
I remember years ago watching surveillance footage from a quickiemart run by a couple of Asian guys, and some big boot lip comes in to rob them. I don't remember if he was originally armed, but at one point, he has one of the Asian dudes on the floor, beating the crap out of him, while secret Asian man #2 comes up with an aluminum ball bat... wailing away, beating the groid on top of the head, and obviously giving it all he had. Over and over. Nothing. I think he hit him square on the head at least five or six times before he finally got up and walked out of the building.
I remember years ago watching surveillance footage from a quickiemart run by a couple of Asian guys, and some big boot lip comes in to rob them. I don't remember if he was originally armed, but at one point, he has one of the Asian dudes on the floor, beating the crap out of him, while secret Asian man #2 comes up with an aluminum ball bat... wailing away, beating the groid on top of the head, and obviously giving it all he had. Over and over. Nothing. I think he hit him square on the head at least five or six times before he finally got up and walked out of the building.
Secret Asian man! I'm glad I'm not the only one who hears those words in the song.😀
grandpa always told me avoid hitting them groids in the head, stomp their foot if you wanna get one down.. never really thought much of it until i started paying attention to their darn toes when they wearing they slippers at the store.. them toes hurt me just looking
I hit a coon with a 4 D cell Maglight flashlight as hard as I could swing it and he didn't go down, just looked at me with slightly confused look. I hauled ass.