Thursday Feel Good Story
David sends us our feel good story about youths turning their lives around for today from Houston.
Houston police said the man was on his porch drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette when he was approached by three armed suspects. They asked the man for his car keys and cash.
Police said when the victim was about to give the men his keys, he opened a car door, pulled out a gun and fired at all three suspects.
Investigators said one suspect was shot several times and was transported to an area hospital in critical condition.
It’s messed up when you can’t enjoy your coffee and a smoke without dealing out some harsh justice early in the morning. Two of the “suspects” made good use of their “get away sticks” and did a Gadaffi by dropping their weapons while they made good their escape. But at least we know where one of them will be tonight.
Category: Feel Good Stories
I’m guessing that the homeowner was an NCO of some type. That’s the only kind of person I can imagine shooting someone for interrupting their morning coffee.
Coffee with target practice.
Now why have I never thought of that??
WHAT!? Only one of three!? Definitely more range time needed. But it’s good to see that one yut turn his life around. And I can just see the next big thing in gun range consessions – The Ever Full Coffee Urn, “Bring your cup to the firing line, we’ll keep it full for ya.”
I can’t imagine any better way than starting my day on the front porch with coffee, a cigarette, and doling out some justice involving firearms to some street punks.
I think every day should start out like that.
If they’d only waited until he had at least one cup of coffee in him, our intrepid homeowner might not have been so grumpy as to shoot them.
NEVER screw with a guy until he’s had his morning caffeine and nicotine fix.
@ NH … ain’t dat da truff!
@2: Pinto Nag, I think I foresee a good business idea.
Now I start everyday out on the porch with a mug of coffee, don’t smoke and since I live out in the boonies all I see are the deer and I won’t use them for target practice. Guess I’ll have to leave shooting thieves to you City Dwellers!~ 🙂
These firearms inefficient, economically challenged yoots must of been latin king or durty south crews. They be about the only ones I can think of smart being enough to shed clothing on the run. But wait, didn’t Obama chide us a scant few years ago, about how everybody needs a piece of the pie and some other such shit? The two wounded might at the Mexican consulate hitching a ride south to seek medico at teh border but, two out of three, isn’t too shabby really! I bet numba three shit his drawls and hoofed it to baby mama’s crib.
my keyboardist skills blow today….
It’s getting rough to be a hoodrat in Houston these days. The sad part is, since the guy didn’t die, I don’t get another commemorative t-shirt. Fo’ Shizzle!
Now this is definitely a feel good story followed by some well thought comments!! Especially the first 5 of them.
“Here, hold my coffee while I get my wallet and keys…” BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAM
“Awww man…you got blood in my coffee.”
Houston’s a dangerous place. 18th Congressional District, especially.
Man, you guys are REALLY cranky if you haven’t had your morning coffee! I bet you’d like pie with that coffee, too.
#15 Ex-PH2
Nah. No pie with the coffee. It’s hard enough to walk around drinkin’ a cuppa joe, without having to balance a plate & cutlery besides.