Has your gut feeling ever saved your life?

I used to work in a vintage clothing shop when I was 17-18 and one of the guy I worked with, some goth/emo-ish kid called Vinny, invited me to a house party.
Few guys he knew from his brother's band were playing there and some artsy girl I was gagging for.

The house was in some weird industrial area and soon as we walked in things just got intense. The party was full of skin-head types in doc martins, Nazi-ish memorabilia on the walls etc. If looks could kill wallahi. I spend about 30-40mins flirting with the artsy girl, got her number and peaced the f*ck out.

Well turns out the hardcore SS larpers didn't appreciate the Vinny lad bringing a "wog" to their place and they beat the shit out of him, the girl and few of his brother's friends. They threatened to rape the girl for getting too pally with a "black cūnt". I would've 100% been stabbed or beaten into a fucking coma if I had stayed a little longer.

The moral of the story is that if something feels a little "off", you should listen to your gut feeling and get the f*ck out ASAP lol
 
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Yukon_Niner

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Some trendy dessert place near me had free food one time on a Friday around 5 or 4 PM. I remember laughing with some other Somali guy that the whole place was gonna be madow kids. so I decided to visit it on my way home and it was 60% madow folks and 40% cadaan chavs wearing Nike and Adidas (saw a few slazenger shoes so it's either poor people or poles) would've mistaken them for full-blown roadmen had it not been their school blazers. I was tempted to go through and take the short cut home but I realised what a stupid idea that was and took the long way home avoiding the crowds.

So anyway I was at basketball court talking with some random fella the next day and turns out mass amounts of people got mugged and someone got stabbed. I wouldn't call it a gut feeling, more like a chav sensor
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Basra

LOVE is a product of Doqoniimo mixed with lust
Let Them Eat Cake
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I used to work in a vintage clothing shop when I was 17-18 and one of the guy I worked with, some goth/emo-ish kid called Vinny, invited me to a house party.
Few guys he knew from his brother's band were playing there and some artsy girl I was gagging for.

The house was in some weird industrial area and soon as we walked in things just got intense. The party was full of skin-head types in doc martins, Nazi-ish memorabilia on the walls etc. If looks could kill wallahi. I spend about 30-40mins flirting with the artsy girl, got her number and peaced the f*ck out.

Well turns out the hardcore SS larpers didn't appreciate the Vinny lad bringing a "wog" to their place and they beat the shit out of him, the girl and few of his brother's friends. They threatened to rape the girl for getting too pally with a "black cūnt". I would've 100% been stabbed or beaten into a fucking coma if I had stayed a little longer.

The moral of the story is that if something feels a little "off", you should listen to your gut feeling and get the f*ck out ASAP lol


the moral of the story is @Nak-Muay-Kru is GAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
 
I used to work in a vintage clothing shop when I was 17-18 and one of the guy I worked with, some goth/emo-ish kid called Vinny, invited me to a house party.
Few guys he knew from his brother's band were playing there and some artsy girl I was gagging for.

The house was in some weird industrial area and soon as we walked in things just got intense. The party was full of skin-head types in doc martins, Nazi-ish memorabilia on the walls etc. If looks could kill wallahi. I spend about 30-40mins flirting with the artsy girl, got her number and peaced the f*ck out.

Well turns out the hardcore SS larpers didn't appreciate the Vinny lad bringing a "wog" to their place and they beat the shit out of him, the girl and few of his brother's friends. They threatened to rape the girl for getting too pally with a "black cūnt". I would've 100% been stabbed or beaten into a fucking coma if I had stayed a little longer.

The moral of the story is that if something feels a little "off", you should listen to your gut feeling and get the f*ck out ASAP lol
Should have pulled "that draco from Pakistan'
 
Why would you even go to a party as the only black person there ? Kind of done it to yourself tbh. Back to your question yes it has. My gut feeling never fails me and I always go with it.
 

SOULSEARCHING

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Yes my gut feeling always tells me the truth wallahi it’s scary.
Like if someone does not like me it tells me.
If someone is going to die or get injured it tells me.
 
Why would you even go to a party as the only black person there ? Kind of done it to yourself tbh. Back to your question yes it has. My gut feeling never fails me and I always go with it.
Because I was a dumb 18yr old thinking with his dick and in my mind a motive was a motive at that time lol
 

Boqorada

F*ck Your Feelings
Mines been dormant for a while. I've narrowly escaped cause luck was on my side a few times:francis:
 

Periplus

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Why would you even go to a party as the only black person there ? Kind of done it to yourself tbh. Back to your question yes it has. My gut feeling never fails me and I always go with it.

I have not been to many parties in which there is another black person aside from myself.

Most of the parties I have attended in life, I am the only black lol.
 
I have not been to many parties in which there is another black person aside from myself.

Most of the parties I have attended in life, I am the only black lol.
I've realized the younger you are, you don't notice it and the older you get, your somehow more aware. Did you have the same epiphany?
 
When I was 13, my friends and I stole from a store in Yorkdale Mall. They started getting greedy and my gut told me to leave with what I had so I stepped out and all of a sudden all these security guards came and snatched them up. I stood outside the store in awe. I waited for like 10 minutes to see if they’d come out and when they didn’t I hopped the bus and went home with my new clothes and shoes. They all wanted to fight me the next day. Idk why. :damedamn:
 
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