Ok, here's a nice story of what happend to me last night.
We had togheter with 5 friends this goodbye-party of a friend of mine. We like really alot of booze and where drinking like maniacs.
At a sertain moment (2 am) we went outside to see if we could have some fun.
We were walking around the neigberhood and saw a giant tree hut. So we climbed in it and just sit there for a couple of minutes.
When we left I felt on my back from 1,5 meters because i missed a step on the stairs. I wasnt able to breath for some minutes.. Soon after that we heard a voice telling us to get the hell out of his garden and we started to run on bare feet (we had undo ourselfs of the flipsflops we were wearing).
After a sprint of 2 minutes i heared a voice behind me yelling me to stop but i kept running and was getting tiered (i still was drunk as a shrimp). I just stopped running on the sidewalk.
The moment after that was the moment i woke up.. I had a hell of a large upper-lip and dry blood underneath my right ear. My friends woke up at the same moment and I asked what the hell has happened last night. They told me I was beat up by the guy and they found me unconscious. They drag me inside where i fell asleep.
I am thinking of sueing (or reporting it at the cops) this guy. He knew I was drunk and he has maltreated me.
Not like the American Law it has been permitted for home-owners to attack possible 'criminals' in The Netherlands. They always have to call the cops.
We had togheter with 5 friends this goodbye-party of a friend of mine. We like really alot of booze and where drinking like maniacs.
At a sertain moment (2 am) we went outside to see if we could have some fun.
We were walking around the neigberhood and saw a giant tree hut. So we climbed in it and just sit there for a couple of minutes.
When we left I felt on my back from 1,5 meters because i missed a step on the stairs. I wasnt able to breath for some minutes.. Soon after that we heard a voice telling us to get the hell out of his garden and we started to run on bare feet (we had undo ourselfs of the flipsflops we were wearing).
After a sprint of 2 minutes i heared a voice behind me yelling me to stop but i kept running and was getting tiered (i still was drunk as a shrimp). I just stopped running on the sidewalk.
The moment after that was the moment i woke up.. I had a hell of a large upper-lip and dry blood underneath my right ear. My friends woke up at the same moment and I asked what the hell has happened last night. They told me I was beat up by the guy and they found me unconscious. They drag me inside where i fell asleep.
I am thinking of sueing (or reporting it at the cops) this guy. He knew I was drunk and he has maltreated me.
Not like the American Law it has been permitted for home-owners to attack possible 'criminals' in The Netherlands. They always have to call the cops.
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