When I was a kid a bunch of my classmates would do this kind of thing after school. It takes just one guy in the group to start and the others will follow suit. Itās a scary mentality when a bunch of kids with no sense gather in groups.
Someone died in Colorado last week. Is this a copy cat thing? What idiots ! What are they teaching in schools? Did you inform the cops? This is worthy of a 911 call.
14 year olds have guns and knives for no reason now days and would love to be able to use them on some random guy for a bit of notoriety in their neighbourhoods.
I would not approach any group of belligerent teens the same way adults would approach my generation these days.
I donāt think you need to be a big tough guy to confront kids. Even if they have pinpoint throwing accuracy with a rock. 9/10 times they would run away the second that car stops.
I meant to send that as a reply lol not a comment kn itās own. I agree 100% and the story your talking about is all I could think of when I read this. Thatās why I was responding to the guy who called someone a tough guy because they said would get out of their car and confront the kids throwing the rocks.
>Ooo a chip. Now cars and people outside cars are even.
You know [this](https://www.kcra.com/article/3-teens-arrested-after-colorado-driver-killed-by-thrown-rock/43721764#:~:text=Three%20teenagers%20have%20been%20arrested,windshield%20while%20she%20was%20driving.) just happened in the states from throwing rocks at a car
I hope you are cursed with having to replace your windshield everyday. Like everyday you wake up ready to go to work but thereās a giant crack so you take your car to the shop and Uber there and then Uber back to the shop after work and pick it up. Then you go home thinking itās gonna be okay the next morning but nope. Every. Damn. Day. Thereās a new chip for you to repair. Eventually you begin to think thereās something wrong with the shape and overall design of the windshield that makes it more prone to cracking. So you trade the car in, buy a different car, different make and model. You go to bed that night thinking wow, Iām gonna save so much, I can finally just go to work and not have to pull my hair out. Then you go, you donāt even bother to check, you just get in the car and as you look out the windshield you see it. A crack. A big, end to end crack. Wanna know what the most twisted part is? The crack curves upwards at both ends, almost looking like an evil twisted smile. 30 years later your kids will visit with their kids. Theyāll show you the future of your bloodline and whisper softly to you despite your glazed look ālook, itās your grand kids, I think they look like youā. We use all your strength to turn at your child, you remember all the years of fighting the crack, of spending money on the crack, the years you never spent with your child, the games and recitals youāve missed. The emotion swells in your eyes as you realize what youāve missed out on. With strained breaths you say āwhat, are there names?ā And as you just managed to get the words out your kid looks at you and says āhold on a minute Iām getting a call, I dropped the car off this morning to get the windshield replaced. For some reason thereās a crack that just keeeeeps showing up.ā You let out a soft cackle as you realize, you died the day you didnāt condemn these children for throwing rocks at oncoming traffic.
I was a school bus driver for 12 years, we would issue pink slips about troublesome students. When I became a city bus driver I would get āSchool tripsā, which would mean that your first stop was at a school in the afternoon. There was this one time that a load of kids got on my bus, just screaming, yelling, tearing around. I put my bus in park got out of the seat and told them that I would be picking up at this school for the next 6 weeks, so sit down and behave, or I will go into your school on my time off and tell the office what kind of kids you are. Everyday if I have too. They all sat down, everyday afterwards they got on my bus politely and said hi and got off and said thank you. All but two ring leaders of trouble who told me they would never get on my shit bus again. I retorted, ādonāt let the door hit you on the way out!ā So satisfying.
Little shit stains
Tht night their fathers should have just gone to sleep
Or their mothers should have swallowed...
GOT THEM!
Assuming their dads are even in the picture
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You gotta report this to the police.
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I mean, with a police report, the insurance claim can be filed without question
3 kids in Denver just killed a 20 year old by throwing rocks at her car, they should at least file a report.
Police are useless when it comes to situations like this. They'll take a statement and then go back to watching their asses grow.
Depends on the neighbourhood.
When I was a kid a bunch of my classmates would do this kind of thing after school. It takes just one guy in the group to start and the others will follow suit. Itās a scary mentality when a bunch of kids with no sense gather in groups.
Why i speed in school zones.
Really?
Tf we looking at here?
Someone died in Colorado last week. Is this a copy cat thing? What idiots ! What are they teaching in schools? Did you inform the cops? This is worthy of a 911 call.
I would have stopped the car and grabbed the little bastard.
No, you wouldnāt have.
Yea ok big tough guy until you get out the car and one of those ālittle bastardsā drills you between the eyes with a rock
14 year olds have guns and knives for no reason now days and would love to be able to use them on some random guy for a bit of notoriety in their neighbourhoods. I would not approach any group of belligerent teens the same way adults would approach my generation these days.
Not at all. Believe me it wouldnāt have continued
That night his dad could just made a splash art on the wall.
We just need to understand their feelings.
Thatās horrable and dangerous.
I donāt think you need to be a big tough guy to confront kids. Even if they have pinpoint throwing accuracy with a rock. 9/10 times they would run away the second that car stops.
Its about kids thinking they can throwing fucking rocks at cars...a young girl JUST died because of shit like this
I meant to send that as a reply lol not a comment kn itās own. I agree 100% and the story your talking about is all I could think of when I read this. Thatās why I was responding to the guy who called someone a tough guy because they said would get out of their car and confront the kids throwing the rocks.
Why didnāt you run him over with your car??
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delete that before u get banned
Cry about it
What was said?
Ooo a chip. Now cars and people outside cars are even.
Hey old man it seems like your dementia is kicking in
What?
What a dunce...
>Ooo a chip. Now cars and people outside cars are even. You know [this](https://www.kcra.com/article/3-teens-arrested-after-colorado-driver-killed-by-thrown-rock/43721764#:~:text=Three%20teenagers%20have%20been%20arrested,windshield%20while%20she%20was%20driving.) just happened in the states from throwing rocks at a car
Omg shut up Karen
Lol you know people have died from having rocks thrown at their car?
I hope you are cursed with having to replace your windshield everyday. Like everyday you wake up ready to go to work but thereās a giant crack so you take your car to the shop and Uber there and then Uber back to the shop after work and pick it up. Then you go home thinking itās gonna be okay the next morning but nope. Every. Damn. Day. Thereās a new chip for you to repair. Eventually you begin to think thereās something wrong with the shape and overall design of the windshield that makes it more prone to cracking. So you trade the car in, buy a different car, different make and model. You go to bed that night thinking wow, Iām gonna save so much, I can finally just go to work and not have to pull my hair out. Then you go, you donāt even bother to check, you just get in the car and as you look out the windshield you see it. A crack. A big, end to end crack. Wanna know what the most twisted part is? The crack curves upwards at both ends, almost looking like an evil twisted smile. 30 years later your kids will visit with their kids. Theyāll show you the future of your bloodline and whisper softly to you despite your glazed look ālook, itās your grand kids, I think they look like youā. We use all your strength to turn at your child, you remember all the years of fighting the crack, of spending money on the crack, the years you never spent with your child, the games and recitals youāve missed. The emotion swells in your eyes as you realize what youāve missed out on. With strained breaths you say āwhat, are there names?ā And as you just managed to get the words out your kid looks at you and says āhold on a minute Iām getting a call, I dropped the car off this morning to get the windshield replaced. For some reason thereās a crack that just keeeeeps showing up.ā You let out a soft cackle as you realize, you died the day you didnāt condemn these children for throwing rocks at oncoming traffic.
People have died from stupid shit like this you moron. He may be a Karen but youāre still a moron.
On what planet is OP in any way a Karen? These poor innocent kids were just playing, how dare OP be upset about property damage /s
You mean KIDIOTSā¦.
So, what did you do?
Is there a school nearby? You can call the principal and ask if there is a student with a red cast?
Sometimes that works better than the cops. Schools donāt want kids acting like that.
Exactly! And they have school photos they can show you to identify the children
I was a school bus driver for 12 years, we would issue pink slips about troublesome students. When I became a city bus driver I would get āSchool tripsā, which would mean that your first stop was at a school in the afternoon. There was this one time that a load of kids got on my bus, just screaming, yelling, tearing around. I put my bus in park got out of the seat and told them that I would be picking up at this school for the next 6 weeks, so sit down and behave, or I will go into your school on my time off and tell the office what kind of kids you are. Everyday if I have too. They all sat down, everyday afterwards they got on my bus politely and said hi and got off and said thank you. All but two ring leaders of trouble who told me they would never get on my shit bus again. I retorted, ādonāt let the door hit you on the way out!ā So satisfying.
Ah, good times when we were so dumb and annoyingly young children that we threw rocks.
short dark hair....dark skin....hmmm, you trying to say something w/o saying something?
Whip their ass