Best retaliation to getting yelled at while running

Poetic Justice: running in the snow about 3 weeks ago up at school a guy yells something stupid out his car window, we give him the finger, well tried to we all had mittens on, about a mile down the road theres about five cars just stopped, as we get closer we realize it was an accident, the guy who said something to us was the cause of the five car pile up, we smiled and waved as we continued on our way.

i go to school in perhaps the worst city in the Northeast and one thing we here all the time is "chop chop mother f***ers" its hilarious to hear, but a good comeback we like to use is when someone yells "put a shirt on"...simply yell back "take yours off" it gets a laugh out of them and turns the tables so everyone is amused

I tell 'em to go f*** their mothers.

just today, i fatter kid on a bike started going right along side me and laughing, saying crap like "hey, i'm not tired, why are you breathing."

really messed up this kid, probably 14 or 15 would say this as he weighed a nice 45lbs or more than me and was definitely shorter.

i looked at him, went "f***ing fat ass," and ditched him (we were going up a hill, and i dropped him immediately without really even picking it up that much).

on the way back i was gonna kick his ass, but he wasn't there.

i thought it was cool cause i kept it real short and sweet..and TRUE.

sunil

Mother Dumbbell is always ready to throw down these motherf***ers dont even have to say nuttin to me I just beat there ass anyway because otherwise I wouldnt be Mother Dumbbell and people might tease me for bein sort of stupid and all

being female, i don't get the fag comments, just a lot of catcalls, and in response to the woman who asked earlier what to do about that, don't do a damn thing. somebody said something particularly vulgar to me once, and i did something, i forget what exactly, probably flipped him off, and he proceeded to drive by me slowly two more times during that run. just look away and keep going.

anyway, you wouldn't believe this shit. i had this boyfriend once, and i was in the car with him and this guy that totally looks like the serious runner type... skinny, shirtless, little shorts, runs by. this jackass i called a boyfriend actually goes 'fag'... didn't yell it out the window, just said it in the car. i was like 'what the f***?' do you even remember who is sitting next to you? who says that in front of a runner? anyway, i broke up with him and he cried. so there's some revenge.

In HS:

Running near MSU, down a ten-foot wide sidewalk in winter. I was wearing these "Fitness weight gloves" that Virgin used to wear and promote. (one pound of steel in each palm).

As I came to a road crossing, I looked 3 ways and no cars were coming. As i cross the intersection an oncoming car which had not signalled turns right and crosses right in front of me. I tried to stop and not slide under the wheels but started to fall on the ice and bounced off the door (driver's side) and kind of bang into the car. I was on the ground and OK, but sprang to my feet so not to get run over by somebody else. (it was about 4:00 PM). The guy comes to a complete stop (I stop, thinking he is concerned) and starts calling me "little f***ing runt" this and that. Seeing that he was about 200 lbs and I was 120, I ran around the car as he chased me. We made 2 laps and something snapped and I took my steel glove and smashed his rear window.

It gave him pause, as I just don't think he thought a kid would do something like this without threatening something first. He just looked at it for about 3 seconds.

I booked along on my normal route into the forest, which was about 30 seconds away. No way he could chase me in the car. It made me happy for about 3 days.

In HS again: 1 year later, in nearly the same spot, a middle aged FAT guy turns in front of me and hits me head on and knocks me to the pavement. I jump up and jump toward the grassy edge of the road. My tights were torn and my knee was bleeding, but I could tell I was OK. He stops the car and gets out and leaves the door open and starts giving me a lecture about how I should only run on the sidewalk. I look up, incredulous that this is what he is worried about, and said something like "Are you in a big hurry to get home and eat pie, you FATASS?" Well, he starts chasing me and this guy is real FAT, so I run away from the car at first, and then veer back towards it. He is about 5-10 meters away from me the whole time and starts to get tired but isn't giving up. I realize that his car is running and run back toward it and grab the keys out of it and start dangling them in front of him as I run (like a carrot). Stupidly he doesn't realize that he would never catch me, and should have apologized or begged for the keys. Instead, he starts screaming EFF-this and EFF-you and you EFF-ing pussy. People at this point have stopped walking and driving and are standing around watching this guys lose his mind with rage. Also, traffic is building up behind his car, because the door is blocking the other lane and the car is stopped.

At this point I was 30m from the car and he was trying to catch me. I offer to give him the keys if he will apologize and never run down a runner again. He tells me "F**K YOU! I am going to beat your ass!" So i juked sideways and sprint all out towards the car and hit the power-lock button and slam the door. He is on the other side of the car at this point and doesn't really get what I am doing. i ran around the other side and start tearing down the sidewalk. i get to a sewer grate and drop his keys down them as he is watching me and the five people still watching cheer "Yayyy, he deserved it!"

This was long before the age of cell phones, but I tore out of there and looked back only after I knew i was safe. i saw the guy with his head down on the back of the car.

That one made me happy for about a week.

Same year in HS: (later in track season) Running a 10k tempo run across MSU, on our normal loop, I was about 30-45 seconds ahead of the rest of the distance guys. They were all seniors and a little bigger than me, I was a junior and about 120 lbs. I was crossing the main downtown street, I crossed with the light when a guy on a road bike (who sees me) runs the red light and plows right into me. I get knocked to the ground and my leg is hurting bad. I get up, and there is a Frat Rat slob in my face, screaming "You should watch where you run kid, and get out of my way on the sidewalk. You don't own it you stupid FUCK!"

I am kind of stunned still since I just got knocked on my skinny ass 10 seconds ago. I look over his thick-necked shoulder and see my friends coming and staring to see why I have stopped. I tell Frat Rat, "Suck my fat one, if you ever run into me again I will curb stomp you." Or some such bravado.

He gets off the bike and starts wheeling it toward me and saying the expected, "What did you say pussy? You got something to say to me?" Which is understandable since he was about 22 and I was 17. He starts really hitting me and taunting me in between hits. After about three hits, the other six members of my Cross team show up. He hadn't seen them coming and they start pushing him and kicking his Schwinn Varsity and bitch-slapping him. He starts apologizing profusely and then starts crying. The biggest one of us threw his bike on the ground and stomped on the spokes and then pushed him onto his bike and left him crying and told him "Don't ever let us catch you pulling that shit again." I just stood back and didn't gang up on him any more than we already were, but that was my favorite altercation in all of high school. i would have felt bad for him if he hadn't deserved it so completely.

Looking back (and two years later actually being a college student there) I could never imagine beating up a 120 lb. 17 year old. To me that is like hitting a girl, I don't see what the Frat Rat got out of it.

I still laugh when I think about his mangled ten-speed.

Now usually I like to keep it nice and simple since Its tiresome to try anything complicated..the simple responses like what will follow usually get the best reactions.

short and to the point:

F*ck off

Your ugly

your fat

your fat and ugly

Your fat, ugly and useless

Your fat and ugly no one will ever love you.

Cunt

Whore

Slut

Your mom was great lastnight

your dad was even better

I f*cked your dog(it really confuses some people)

Your a dumb bitch

suck my dick

lick my ass

or simply stop and drop the tights or shorts and see how they like being mooned.

your granny gives good head

go back to the trailer and f*** somemore of your family

those all work nicely. or if you dont wanna say anything..just throw a rock..that really gets the job done..however then you better be ready to deal with the guy or guys.

Today I was biking while my fiancee, we were running in the small town we live in (about 6,000 people).

These 2 thug-wanna-be's (probably 16 or so) were walking on the sidewalk towards my fiancee - I was biking in the road. One of them starting rapping something about "racing by" & "f***ing fat bitches". She was pissed and turned around to ask them why they even had to say anything, she didn't do anything to them. They said some garbage that he wasn't talking about her and started laughing. She just turned around and kept running then.

I was pissed and called them a couple of f***ing tools.

They turn around and ask "you gotsa a problem wit us or sumthin". I replied yah, you guys are a joke.

One of them flips out a switchblade and asks me if I want to go!!! No f***ing joke - a 3-4 inch switchblade!

I was still about 20-30 meters away from them and said something like, "that's cool, a knife, I wish I was that tough..."

I eventually turned around and biked back up to my fiancee who was about 3 blocks down the road already.

I wanted to stop at the police station which was only about another mile down the road, but she didn't want me to, she thought it would make things worse for her and make her feel afraid to run around here anymore.

What do you think? What should I/we have done?

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Today I was biking while my fiancee, we were running in the small town we live in (about 6,000 people).

These 2 thug-wanna-be's (probably 16 or so) were walking on the sidewalk towards my fiancee - I was biking in the road. One of them starting rapping something about "racing by" & "f***ing fat bitches". She was pissed and turned around to ask them why they even had to say anything, she didn't do anything to them. They said some garbage that he wasn't talking about her and started laughing. She just turned around and kept running then.

I was pissed and called them a couple of f***ing tools.

They turn around and ask "you gotsa a problem wit us or sumthin". I replied yah, you guys are a joke.

One of them flips out a switchblade and asks me if I want to go!!! No f***ing joke - a 3-4 inch switchblade!

I was still about 20-30 meters away from them and said something like, "that's cool, a knife, I wish I was that tough..."

I eventually turned around and biked back up to my fiancee who was about 3 blocks down the road already.

I wanted to stop at the police station which was only about another mile down the road, but she didn't want me to, she thought it would make things worse for her and make her feel afraid to run around here anymore.

What do you think? What should I/we have done?

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Jesse James

I would have ttold them "never bring a knife to a gun fight." Then you do what needs to be done.

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Except I'm a 6'2" 155 lb. skinny guy!!!

p.s. Sorry, I don't know how to do the quote thing... I tried.

Me and a firend were running in a park where the owners must have their dog on a lesh. Needless to say, there was a couple walking along with a dog. Suddenly the dog started to have a bit of a go at us and the couple seemed to think it was our fault. I was rather irate as I was 75min into a solid run, so I said "Hey you have to keep the bitch on a lesh". Just before the guy said anything back my friend chimed in "Yeah and get one for the dog as well!"

I almost pissed myself laughing as the guy tried to run after us to avenege his woman's honor. Needless to say he was a fat f*** and didn't get anywhere near us

i pull out my f***in' gat!

dudes! when you do throw out a moon, make sure you SPREAD the cheeks so they can get a good look at the ol' brown eye! i've even gotten up on the hood of the f***in' car and pressed my asshole up against the windshield. the occupants f***in' were horrified! especially as i had a case of the dingleberries after a 10 miler. they were f***ing appalled. i laughed so hard i could hardly make it home. so remember, SPREAD 'EM!!! they get a good look at nutsack too this way!

justpassingthru,

don't be such a pussy. act like ya got a pair! we got to f*** some people up, dog! be a man!

killermonkey wrote:

justpassingthru,

don't be such a pussy. act like ya got a pair! we got to f*** some people up, dog! be a man!

Ahhh, the impetuousness of youth! While I agree with you philosophically, I must disagree with you from a pragmatic point of view.

One's first imperative should be to avoid legal or financial harm to one's self.

As someone who owns and carries firearms for self defense, I have learned the importance of self-control and anger management.

You should too.

That is f***in great. Kids these days have no respect those fat little f***ers. If possible piss on them after u are threw with them.

dudes! when you do throw out a moon, make sure you SPREAD the cheeks so they can get a good look at the ol' brown eye! i've even gotten up on the hood of the f***in' car and pressed my asshole up against the windshield. the occupants f***in' were horrified! especially as i had a case of the dingleberries after a 10 miler. they were f***ing appalled. i laughed so hard i could hardly make it home. so remember, SPREAD 'EM!!! they get a good look at nutsack too this way!

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I think I just pissed my pants.

skivvies wrote:

dudes! when you do throw out a moon, make sure you SPREAD the cheeks so they can get a good look at the ol' brown eye! i've even gotten up on the hood of the f***in' car and pressed my asshole up against the windshield. the occupants f***in' were horrified! especially as i had a case of the dingleberries after a 10 miler. they were f***ing appalled. i laughed so hard i could hardly make it home. so remember, SPREAD 'EM!!! they get a good look at nutsack too this way!

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I think I just pissed my pants.

ROFLMAO!!! Thank you skivvies. That was the only post that made ME laugh out very loudly. You must be from Britain?

try to be less negative....

ignoring people is best