| Comment | Uch, he was a closeted guy who lived upstairs from me with his wife (a woman). A really bitter bitter guy who just couldn't stand seeing everyone else getting on with and enjoying their lives.
We had a street (cul-de-sac) get-together/BBQ one night and, when he came home drunk from the pub, I caught him in our close tearing up the notice inviting everybody to the BBQ. I challenged him and asked him why he was such a horrible cunt. He tried to push me so I grabbed him and threw him into the pavement outside. My wife managed to get a hold of me, but the rest of the neighbours piled in. He got roughed-up a bit but not really injured. Turns out everybody else had been subjected to his vitriol, and let him know that night. He moved out soon after. |
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