Go cry about it then.
If you can honestly tell me he won't think twice about walking around being a punk, then you're right. But you can't do that.
If by "walking around being a punk" you mean, "staring at some random guy in a truck who's staring right back at him for an extended period of time" then I would agree you taught him a lesson.
Next time someone stares him down as he's crossing the street and continues to do so as he's walking away, I'm betting he's gonna high tail it out there.
Look at your story....
I almost had to shoot a Trayvon Martin in my neck of the woods about a week ago. I was stopped downtown at a red light and a late teens, early 20's punk walked in front of my truck eyeballing me the whole time. He walked about 10 feet past me, stopped, and started walking back towards me. Little did he know I saw him coming well before and my gun was in my lap.
Little did he know I was already mean mugging the shit out of him before he even noticed me. I was staring at him to such an extent that I felt it necessary to ready my side arm in case all hell broke out.
I was just staring at him while he was staring at me. The stare down was enough to make the punk stop and turn around and keep walking.
Like two bull queers in a gay porn, we locked eyes for an extended time. His eyes staring into mine, and mine into his. Hormones flowing, neither of us backed down and both of us stared.
About 15 yards down the sidewalk he looked back at me - I'm still staring at him - and gives me a "oh hey whats up" head nod.
After having seen the punk turn away, I continued my blood-thirsty gaze. I'm still staring when he looked back and this fucker has the nerve to ask me "what's up". Safety was off at this point and my blood was boiling at the audacity this young punk had to ask me why I was staring for such an extended time.
When the light turned green I sped around and rolled down my window and told him "It's a good thing you kept walking because I would have shot your ass."
When the light turned green I followed him. I sped up to him while he was walking away and unaware of my approach. I rolled down my window and told him it's a good thing he didn't further question my fiendish staring or else I would have shot his ass.
Your story is borderline retarded. You started watching this guy before he even saw you. You stared at him while he was crossing the street. You continued to stare at him after he crossed the street. You STARED AT HIM SOME MORE as he's walking away. Finally he turns and sees that you are STILL STARING and asks "what's up".
And this kid is a punk? Quit jacking off to all the asshole Clint Eastwood scenes in Gran Torino. How many times did you look away from the guy during this whole ordeal? This guy started walking off and you kept right on eyeballing him?
And then to top it off, you hard-assed around the corner and told him you would have shot him for basically no reason other than returning a faggoty stare in your direction?
Just seeing a person person walking is enough for you to get your gun ready on your lap? Someone just staring is enough for you to shoot? How are you not already in prison for murdering someone?
