I feel this one isn't going away anytime soon. Ok machete vs. pedo... here we go. Give you the good and the bad. Truth be told... One night while home, I was sitting down in the rear of the house. Kind of a concrete room off the bathroom. Used to be for wood storage and had a giant pile of ash in it and a dirt floor; spiders, scorpions and really awful. When I moved in I had it all cleaned out and the floor cemented for a clean look which also facilitated cleaning. Its off the bathroom and sometimes my 5 gallon bucket shower I plumbed-in from the well over flows and I made this room with a floor drain for the runoff. None of this matters... Well, I was sitting there because there is a big screened window (I had razor wire installed over it) but there is a nice breeze from the backyard. ** So I was sitting there and decided to have a little toke which I do from time to time.** That one is coming back to haunt me... I placed double asterisks for your cut and copy convenience. And while puffing, I heard a conversation from my neighbors house. It immediately caught my attention because it was in English. That never happens. I stood up and listened and heard two young white guys on a scooter talking to my neighbor.

This is what I heard and I remember it almost word for word... Guy on back of scooter silent throughout conversation; other guy on scooter: "hi, please just listen... I am looking for some fun if you know what I mean" "I hope this isn't a problem" "are you ok talking with me?"

Neighbor: "ok".
Guy on scooter: "we are from New York and we are looking for a young girl, can you help us, we have money".

Neighbor: "young girl?"

Guy on scooter: " we want a really young girl but don't want any problems"

Neighbor "no, no not here".

This ended the conversation for me because I frantically started to throw on a pair of shorts and look for my sandals and machete to go out after these two. No one knew I was listening. I flew out of the house in about 90 seconds and they were gone. These two were not the ones in question. I bring this up for complete transparency because it did get my hyped up which most likely did influence my actions the next day.

So, the next day I was riding down the road in my village (I always carry my machete on my bike). And as you go out the back way, it gets very isolated i.e. no houses. I saw a young girl standing next to her bike and there was an old man (guessing 70) crouched down next to her with his hand on the small of her back. His back was to me. She was looking at me as I drove up and had a blank stare. Not smiling, not upset. As I approached I observed that his hand was not stationary but was in fact rubbing up and down on the small of her back. A few seconds later, the man heard my bike approaching (I intentionally let of the throttle to quiet it as I approached) (it is a 2013 bike and very quiet).

As he heard me, he turned around, still crouching and looked at me. This is difficult to explain, but the look he had was not one of a caring old man talking to a poor girl. It was not one of a lonely old man wanting time with a child because it reminded him of his daughter when she was young. It was a look of contorted desire. I know that is difficult to understand. You had to be there.

I slowed as I pulled up to him and he jumped up and his face turned to sheer terror like someone who was just caught doing something he shouldn't. Once again, difficult to explain, you had to be there. I did not wield the machete at this point. This all happened very quickly and I was still processing, but the facial expressions were very noticeable. He realized I was slowing and my trajectory and speed indicated that it was my intention to stop. I said nothing, I made no motions or gestures. The man quickly raised his hands up because HE KNEW HE JUST GOT CAUGHT.

He waved me off, as if to say sorry, you caught me, I know, I'm sorry. Another one difficult to explain. I knew what the scene was and remembering the night prior I pulled my machete out from its sheath, and displayed it. It was the same arm as the throttle hand so I could not accelerate. He jumped on his moto, started it and sped off. He was already pointed in the direction of the exit.

Realizing I could not chase him with the raised machete, I put it away and caught up to him. I said "get the fuck out of here!" He was scared. We both KNEW what had transpired. His actions showed that he was up to no good. Realizing he was on the retreat, and realizing I got my point across, I ended the short pursuit. I turned back around and stopped to talk to the girl who I recognized. I said "you ok ?" she smiled and said "yes". This was her first smile of the incident. I said "that man no good!". She said "ok". I left. End of story.

Feel free to pick it apart, but I can tell you that I am a master of reading people. Honestly it is a natural talent I have. This talent was not needed. This guy was up to no good. At no time was this girl scared of me. She too knew what was going on with me and that guy. The whole thing comes down to my word vs his, I realize. I am confident I did the right thing. I do admit however that the machete was not needed and was overkill. I attribute this to being upset from the night prior. I do see many tourists from time to time in my village. Never once have I felt I needed to chase them off.

Rich, you have it wrong. Of course the vet did not poison my dog. The vet tried to save him. The vet (2 of them) determined that he was poisoned. Next, I was not fired. I resigned due to a settlement agreement. Next, I did not see God. I think it may have been Jesus. The rest is fairly accurate. I am not so good with money and yes, pissed it away. I am a dumbass on that one but I didn't think I would have a kid. I was married and with my wife for 10 years. She left before the war and gave the reason "she wanted a kid and had been trying to get pregnant for the last 2 years with me but couldn't". I found her on facebook a year later and she had a newborn baby. I always thought it was me who couldn't conceive. She said she was off the pill but told me she was on it. Giving up my citizenship was a little naive and stupid to put out there. I was fishing for info from your posters but was also a little pissed. I would like to take this opportunity to retract my statement of fuck the usa. I have never said that before and it is weighing heavily on me. I love my country but there are some things that really piss me off about it. I realize my country is not just made up of the government. It is made up of good people. Families from all over the world who came together, sacrificed and built it. Veterans who fought and died for it. I am sorry for saying that remark and I retract it.

ahh I see, "I was told they were poisoned by the vets". I should have phrased it "the vets explained to me that my dogs were poisoned". My mistake in grammar and sentence structure.

I have no idea why you would say that is bullshit. My life is totally nuts. You have no idea. I haven't even told you the really crazy stuff. I should write a book. I have better things to do then anonymously lie to people I don't know for no reason. Now that would be crazy.

Huh, thought I posted this earlier. I've been told they, Peodofiles, always wear dark wraparound glasses usually with a jaunty type of hat. And, they are always carrying an ice creams to offer to little girls, OP does this sound about right?

Oh, but during the hot months they prone to eat the ice creams themselves in a bid to keep cool, selfish bastards.

Those fuckers. You have seen them too.

JDMPRO777 wrote: ↑Sun Dec 17, 2017 9:38 am Next, I did not see God. I think it may have been Jesus.

Wrong. That cocksucker has been dead for 2,000 years.

He came back, maybe you heard about it. It was a miracle. He sits at the right hand of God now. He is coming back to judge the living and the dead and get all them gap toothed; thick glasses wearing; ice cream peddlars.

Thinking of turning them into fertilizer. Just need a good system. There is some kind of root that is quite valuable I heard. Maybe it's not a root.