They Tried To Kill Me
I’ve been straight (clean and sober) for 18 yrs, but between marriages and while I was in the fast lane, I started dealing a little powder cocaine to topless dancers for the profit and the fun of the girls.
I was set up and robbed in my own home where two dudes were waiting for me when I got home. They had shot and killed my 135lb dog and told me they could kill me as well. After I gave them my money and cocaine one of them said "ok we are going down the basement"- - I knew they intended to shoot me (they only had one gun, and my pistol was in my car) so I decided I’d go out as a lion not a lamb, I lunged for the big one with the gun as I came up with my belt buckle knife, pushed his gun aside (it went off) and stabbed him in the belly (wish today I’d put it in his throat). We fought and I took 27 stitches in my head from a club, never lost it and fought them out of my house. (they got away)
I went looking for them after getting sewed up at the ER and kicked in the door of several dope houses with a sawed off shotgun, didn’t find them (glad today) but sure scared some dopers. Today I am a retired dude several states away and no one knows I was a crazy dope dealer in my past life
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