Back in my teens I didn't always have the best judgement when it came to choosing friends. There was one bad apple in our group who went by the name of Larry Smith. He was a prankster by nature and loved to put his friends in uncomfortable situations. Most times it was harmless and we'd a have a good laugh about it later.
Now there was one situation that left me and my 2 other friends very uncomfortable and justifiably angry.
On summer weekends the 4 of us would pile into Smith's car head for the strip in downtown Calgary. It consisted of people gathereing in their vehicles to drive down 6th and 7th avenue and parking at the west end/bull#### corner to meet and talk with others. On this particular evening we were crusing 7th when Smith spots a drunk older and what looks to be a homless women standing on the street corner.
We pull up and Smith yells out to this woman asking if she wants to go on a date. To our surprise she approaches the front passenger side where my good friend Ron is sitting. Now Ron sees what Smith has doing and is not happy and tells him to drive on. Nope! Smith puts the gear in park and turns off the ignition. As the woman gets closer there was a smell that would knock a buzzard of a #### wagon. Ron and the rest of us were getting irate telling Smith this is a bad and cruel idea when it comes to pranks
All hell breaks loose when this women reaches inside the passenger window to get a hold of my good friend Ron. She gets him in a bear hug and is slobbering all over him with wet kisses and such. Ron can't get away from this women and is screaming at Smith to start the ####ing car! Start the ####ing car! Smith of course was laughing the whole time thinking this was a excellent prank. The rest of us were livid and started smacking Smith on the side of the head to get the car going. Smith has enough and off we go.
We get to bull#### corner and the three of us get out of the car and just lit into Smith with both barrels for what he did. Ron walks up to Smith and knocks him to the ground with a solid right. In the end we offered some more expletives and took a cab home. Never saw Smith again