I chambered a round in my shotgun and told him I would for sure be firing on him.
Why?
You could have quietly readied yourself and then legally goodified the nigger after he broke inside.
No way dude, I know how that would have gone down. Sure, I quit the job and left town for another job two days later but I wasn't gonna be tied up in a cell for months and months gnawing my fingernails. With my luck they would have stacked the jury with a bunch of entitled blacks mad at me for not giving him a chance to beat me down.
Anyway, I don't think I'm much cut out for killing and I'm glad I avoided that. After he left my heart was racing like crazy for an hour and I was so dizzy I had to lay down for half an hour so I wouldn't pass out from the adrenaline rush.
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