Remember that one time...when you felt old???

So apparently I really like lists.  Each of my last posts have been numbered.  Sorry, but it's going to happen again.

Today, after a crushing sports day (Broncos and Rockies lost...and my 2 fantasy teams got smoked) I was watching my BFF (Best Friend Forever) (Seriously...Forever) leave my house and noticed some shananigans occuring.

There were some kids outside in a "soon to be" confrontation (fight). 

Step 1...yell "HEY" as loud as you can so that they break it up and walk away.

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Note...In my mind they were all in a circle and were chanting "Fight...Fight...Fight".

Step 2...they don't break it up so you walk in their direction and scream "HEY" louder!

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Step 3...keep walking towards them as you notice a kid on a bike pedal his chicken azzy away.

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Step 4...as you approach put your most serious face on and say "my next call is to your parents".

Note...seriously???

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Step 5...realize you have never seen any of these kids in your whole life...you don't know their parents...and it's 10 vs. 1  (I mean I'm street and all but I don't know if Rocky ever went 10 on 1) 

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Step 6...the actual trouble maker (that chicen azzy on the bike) is long gone, the other kids are pleading with me to not call their parents (that I don't know) and trying to make me believe that they didn't start it (see the chicken azzy).

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Step 7...spout some nonsense about "brushing it off" and "we don't need things escalating" and walk back home.

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Step 8...walk back inside and tell you wife that you just saved lives...that you're bullet proof (seriously...he shot me with a glock)...and you taught a kid to read.

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