I went to the today with my boy, and were doing some light bench. This dude who we sometimes jone on/with comes in.
We don’t know him or his friends name, but we joke around with them and we make fun of eachother alot. Anyways, this dude is all in fubu, with gold teeth, dreads, elf hat, combat boots and chain today; so I’m like ‘lol.’
I say, 'Dude, are you a gangster?'This guy responds with, 'What? What is that supposed to mean?" I say,
“You like like a character off of Saints Row 2, there is a dude in there that dresses just like you.” This dude is like, ‘alright, are you a ganster?’ and I say, 'no man, I’m a powerlifter." Then he gets all serious and walks up to my bench and says “Then why you asking me about personal shit?” I’m like “Uhhh, Whatever dude, I was just shooting the shit with you.”
He goes to the other side to do biceps or something, and my friend is like laughing it off, “Dat nig got hellaz serious,” “Ya what a nutsack.” So we go do clean and press. During that while I’m working, and my bro is resting, the brothaman walks up, and says, “So you and you friends, are you lifting partners, or butt-buddies?”
My friend responds, “What the fuck, is that supposed mean? Are you trying to solicit me you faggot?”
“The dude says know I’m just trying to joke around man, I thought you were a real funny, you know REAL funny, likes-to-fuck-dudes-funny…”
My friend says, “I don’t find you very fucking funny right now man, my friend was just joking around with you. It aint that big a deal.”
I predicted the inevitable, so I went and grabbed the boxing gloves, and said. “Alright no more talk, we’re fighting, gentleman style, with gloves, I will ref or Rick will.”
I throw a pair of gloves at my boy, and then toss some at the black dude. My friend says, “I’m game man, you want to act hard, come at- then. We’re not gonna jump you man, you can fight either one of us, it aint a big deal.”
The black dude like, “Man I don’t need this shit, I’m just gonna do my fucking workout.” I say, “Alright, so you don’t want to solve this, you surrender, it’s done.”
He turns around, goes to the bench, does a set, then comes back while we’re working out, and he says “Maybe you don’t understand, I’m a 33yr old man, I don’t FUCK AROUND on some gay little boxing bullshit, I bang, I bang for real bareknuckle.”
I’m on C&P, and I am in the middle of one. He’s right on my friend who is standing n front of the platform. I let the weight go, and my bro says, “Maybe you don’t fucking understand, I DON’T, GIVE, A, FUCK. I already asked you if you want to fight, you said no man, if you wanna fight bareknuckle man, let’s do it out back right now.”
I follow up, “It’s like I said man, we’re not gonna jump you, you just wanna talk shit, so back it up dude. You didn’t want the gloves, now you wanna bang without, 33yr old loser or not, take it or leave it.”
The dude says, “Nah man, fuck that boxing shit. I’m on that guns, knives, and execution shyt. I’ll fucking smoke you, if you step to me again, I don’t fucking care. I ain’t gonna do shit here with all these witnesses, if I ever see you in the street that’s it for you.”
I step closer to him, “So you’re a little wanna-be gangster, you need to hide behind a fucking a gun. If you EVER fucking threaten me with that shit again, I will splatter you all over this fucking gym so badly, they’ll never be able to clean it up. Now stay the fuck away from me, if you aren’t willing to throw this out.”
The black dude says “Whatever you lil faggots, if I ever see you on the street, I will smoke you.”
Anyways, we do our lifts, the dude keeps on coming back around where we’re at, making little under-breath fucking comments. At one point we’re on lat pulldown and he comes by. He says, “So man, what’s your girlfriend like? She want to fuck a black dude? You got an address?”
My friend jumps up and gets in this dude’s face, and he says, “You want to talk about guns and shit to me you little pussy? I’m right fucking here, I am right fucking here.”
The dude says “No, I’m just playing around man, like I said, it’s all just a joke bro.” The dude walks away, to the other side to do more curls or something. My friend’s brain explodes, he pulls off his shirt, and runs up to the dude while he’s curling. Throws him over the dumbbell rack, and is right on this dude. He is screaming, “YOU WANT TO SHOOT ME? I AM RIGHT FUCKING HERE, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO DO?”
The gym owner and a bunch of other pc troopers run up, I pull my friend off the dude.
Rick the gym owner says, “That’s it, no fighting in here, get the fuck out.”
We leave, we’re on the road and a Pontiac pulls up next to us, window rolls down.
It is the dreadlock dude, and he says, “Oh so you thought I was fucking playing with you!” He brandishes a handgun, and points it towards our general direction, and he’s like “You can’t go fucking anywhere, I would fucking smoke you little pussy white faggots. I would.” My friend guns the car and we pull out, obviously if he wanted to shoot he would have. We’re creeped, we call the cops, tell them what happened, don’t know what happened to the guy.