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Have you ever been mugged ?

Yeah, sorry about that, maybe a Mod can move it to that section ?
No need to apologize. You could ask?
Probably others have been mugged and/or attacked, but don't want to be trolled thus are keeping quiet.
Interesting thread though, sweetheart.
sorry to hear this.
sounds like you are a mug magnet.
you should carry mace with you. or a key ring when you pull on it,it makes loud whistle kind of noise to attract attention..
Thanks, darling. It happens.

Oh yeah, I attract all sorts.. heh
I certainly do, more so late at night when I'm out
(no, I'm not a prostitute before you open that gob of yours!)

I drive a tank also.. ya know, incase lol
 
Serious question here, Is it called "Mugging2 because you feel like a mug after they've done it to you? I've never been mugged by the way.
I believe it stems from the "mug shot", picture of someone who's been arrested for commiting a crime.
Google doesn't seem to define the word very well tho:
No need to apologize. You could ask?
Probably others have been mugged and/or attacked, but don't want to be trolled thus are keeping quiet.
Interesting thread though, sweetheart.

Thanks, darling. It happens.

Oh yeah, I attract all sorts.. heh
I certainly do, more so late at night when I'm out
(no, I'm not a prostitute before you open that gob of yours!)

I drive a tank also.. ya know, incase lol
Don't be calling me sweetheart tho xD
I'm getting flustered, you gonna make me blush.
I'm not a very sweet person tho ... me being single for over 15 years kinda proves that point.
 
Some russian guy tried to mug me in Germany once. I told him to fuck off in Russian. Suddenly he was overjoyed that i happen to speak Russian, appologized and walked away. True story. I always knew that command of Russian language is a superpower.
 
Never been robbed or mugged... There are virtually no niggers and very few 3rd world trash in my area what can I say
Well, you're lucky.
Strasbourg being right next to Germany, I did on occasion see a "squad" of 10-15 skinheads going around the street looking for people.
And going to work, have seen two pools of blood under two different bridges.
And I remember reading about a group of "thugs" stabbing some arab dude in the small "20 min" newspaper they'd hand out for free at tram stations.
Once in Chicago... stupidly wasn’t paying attention to surroundings
tell more
 
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of 3 attempts only once. i was buying drugs. FOR SOMEONE ELSE! and the guy i usually but from wasnt there that night. he was seeing his guy to re-up. anyway there were 5 black guys walk up to me asking what i want. one guy got behind me on his hand and knees and i was pushed over him. oldest trick in the book,which i didnt have time to react to because i was distracted from both sides. but it worked. they only got one dollar from me. because i kept money in the pocket of my drawers. i also had a weapon they tried to take,but didnt. in the midst of all this,i was punched with brass knuckles almost breaking my eye socket. but did get stitches from it though. next day i went back. saw the dealer i deal with. he was like "wtf mrln! what happened to you?" mind you this is a 6'8'' jamaican. dreads down to his ass. mustve been every bit of 350lbs! the guy was uge! anyway,i tell him what happened. he asked me if i could describe the guys. and as i was,2 of them emerged. not knowing me or who i was because i had sunglasses on and a baseball cap. i told him, "theres the 2 niggers rt there now". 'he went up to them. pointed at me. called me over. took hat and glasses off and said,"you or your boys,or anyone ever touch this kid again,i will kill you". he then proceeded to beat the shit out of both of them at the same time. and told them that he will get the others and for that to be a lesson and message to others who fuck with his customers. i mean he beat the shit out of them. i was smiling the whole time. and he did find the other guys and put a number on them as well. but from that time on,no one fucked with me at that spot ever again. id walk in and dudes would be like "what you want" and id say the dealers name and they would back away. if he wasnt there,they would tell me,and then sell to me what they had.


also every paycheck,i get mugged by the govt.
 
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Getting mugged for items of clothing was quite common when I was a kid.

I remember when I was about 10 or 11 and walking to the bus stop from the library in the town centre. A few older lads approached me and one of them grabbed me by the throat with both hands. At first I thought I was in for a random hiding but one of the others just whipped the woolly Adidas hat from my head. That was it. The lad let go of me and they walked off. With one of them sporting a new hat. Weird.

I always remember this other time almost exactly to the date because I'd got a pair of Reebok Pumps for my 12th birthday so it was the back-end of March 1993, just as the clocks went forward for BST. I'd been round to a friend's house playing on the good ol' Commodore Amiga. I left his at about 1930 and it was just getting dark. There was two lads in their late teens at the bus stop I had to walk past and I could see they were sniffing glue from bags. Every time I get a whiff of anything solvent-y I get reminded of how they stank of it.
Anyway, as I walked past I could feel that they had left the bus stop to follow me. I had a look over my shoulder and surely enough they were walking behind. I started to run, remembering the woolly hat incident. But it took them no time to catch up and grab me. I took a few punches to the face and was ragged around by my clothes. I screamed and struggled and kicked, but within about 20 seconds I was left without my new trainers. Daft as fuck.

As I hit puberty I grew as wide as I did tall, so shit like this didn't happen again. I'd have flattened any cunt trying it. Just a shame I was an weedy, easy-target kid.
 
Getting mugged for items of clothing was quite common when I was a kid.

I remember when I was about 10 or 11 and walking to the bus stop from the library in the town centre. A few older lads approached me and one of them grabbed me by the throat with both hands. At first I thought I was in for a random hiding but one of the others just whipped the woolly Adidas hat from my head. That was it. The lad let go of me and they walked off. With one of them sporting a new hat. Weird.

I always remember this other time almost exactly to the date because I'd got a pair of Reebok Pumps for my 12th birthday so it was the back-end of March 1993, just as the clocks went forward for BST. I'd been round to a friend's house playing on the good ol' Commodore Amiga. I left his at about 1930 and it was just getting dark. There was two lads in their late teens at the bus stop I had to walk past and I could see they were sniffing glue from bags. Every time I get a whiff of anything solvent-y I get reminded of how they stank of it.
Anyway, as I walked past I could feel that they had left the bus stop to follow me. I had a look over my shoulder and surely enough they were walking behind. I started to run, remembering the woolly hat incident. But it took them no time to catch up and grab me. I took a few punches to the face and was ragged around by my clothes. I screamed and struggled and kicked, but within about 20 seconds I was left without my new trainers. Daft as fuck.

As I hit puberty I grew as wide as I did tall, so shit like this didn't happen again. I'd have flattened any cunt trying it. Just a shame I was an weedy, easy-target kid.
thats when you look for them lads and give them a taste of their own meds!
 
Never….because I dont hang around pubs drinking I don’t hang around people in general…and I’m not in one area more than 2 seconds…I don’t go out at night (these days it’s just smart not to) … yes I live a boring normal …serene life 😂👍
 
thats when you look for them lads and give them a taste of their own meds!

Funny you should say that, bud... There was this one kid who was a proper dick all through primary school, from a poverty-stricken home; just had issues. He was big for his age and, as I said, I was a weedy kid. He was just a nasty little bully who no one liked.
Fast forward about 15 years and I happened upon him at a little coastal town not far from us (Whitby). He didn't recognise me, but I'd remember that stupid-looking cunt forever. I got to walking behind him and performed the old kicking-of-the-trailing-leg-behind-the-front-leg trick. Down he went, fish and chips everywhere. That "Argh" he let out as he landed on his shoulder and face was gold. As crowded as it was, no one, not even him, knew what'd just happened. I just stepped over him and continued on. That was extremely satisfying.
It would have been far better to have bumped into him on a night out in a pub or something, to have a few words and give him a slap where there were no kids or old dears enjoying a day out.
 
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