I made the mistake once of telling some Polack jokes to this guy at a house party in a rough part of Los Angeles when I was about 21 home on leave before I started following the Lord and he took offense at it because he was Polish... lol.
I walked away with a deviated septum (e.g. broke beak) pouring blood all over my shirt and he got his mouth smashed in with blood pouring down his shirt and a shiny new black eye to go with his broke mouth.
He paid a couple of street gang members to hunt me down but they were stupid and I was smart and got the upper hand and they never were able to kill me. I don't; however, tell Polack jokes anymore.
Once, I got jumped by a gang of surenos for making jokes about Mexicans. One of the bangers jumped right through my driver side window and I actually fought him in the car before getting drug out and having to fight like four of them. I lost that one and had many lumps on my head afterwards. Lol.
I walked away with a deviated septum (e.g. broke beak) pouring blood all over my shirt and he got his mouth smashed in with blood pouring down his shirt and a shiny new black eye to go with his broke mouth.
He paid a couple of street gang members to hunt me down but they were stupid and I was smart and got the upper hand and they never were able to kill me. I don't; however, tell Polack jokes anymore.
Once, I got jumped by a gang of surenos for making jokes about Mexicans. One of the bangers jumped right through my driver side window and I actually fought him in the car before getting drug out and having to fight like four of them. I lost that one and had many lumps on my head afterwards. Lol.