Trouble In the Men’s Room

Posted on March 4, 2009 @ 8:51 pm
by Nui Kahuna

Penn Station in New York City happened to be not so busy at all yesterday. I was rather lucky when I stopped by. Although I have decided before that I should avoid this joint as much as possible, I was left with no other choice.

I checked my mail a few minutes after my trip to Penn Station. I was surprised when a rather unusual email got into my inbox of unread messages. I opened it; the mail described an encounter in a men’s room somewhere in Miami. No, it wasn’t about Senator Craig is taking a wide stance.

I never have figured out that wide stance thing. What the email provides is a look into the mook brain.

I know several folks who have been assaulted and ripped off in men’s rooms. Obviously, a person can be very vulnerable in the men’s room, depending on exactly what is going on at the moment. There are some positions that can be hard to recover from if you’re attacked.

Our hero had his thinking cap on when he went to use the head. As he walked in he saw three young guys hanging out, and had a gut feeling they were up to no good. So he walked over to the stall, faked an unzipping, and made a bunch of ooh and aah sounds.

The respond came in rather quickly. Two of the three guys moved towards him, in an attempt to bring our hero down. The third guy just stood at a door nearby. Our hero, of course, waited for the perfect moment to give them what they least expected. After pretending to do his business for a brief moment, our hero swiftly turned around, stepped on one of the mook’s shoes, and gave him what he deserved – an electric shock. The mook was eventually knocked down. The second mook soon suffered the same fate, too.

The third mook witnessed the failure of his two comrades. He saw them helplessly lying down. Perhaps, it gave him a hint that he should never fight against the guy who brought his two companions down. After a few clocks on the helpless mooks, our hero, then, went away.

The mini monster that took down the two mooks was a mini stun gun that packs 900,000 volts into a package the size of a pack of smokes, and leaves a few burnt brain circuits in its wake.

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