hehe...snatch

/immature

no HERO tag?

That kid is all that is man.

we was following orders, from hitler.

/random godwin ftw/

I love happy endings, especially after a massage.

Snatch perusing with happy ending?

From TFA: To protect yourself from a purse- snatcher, aware.org says you should leave the purse at home...

Is it a joke? Who would own a purse for home use only?

Considering the rep that Woodward High school has in Toledo, I'm suprised the kid wasn't the purse snatcher...:)..Searously
It's nice to see someone willing to do something and not stand around with thier thumb up thier butt..Good Job..

Similar incident happened to me a while back.

Back when I was a sophomore in high school, I had an after-hours birthday party at a local arcade. The employee who worked there was extremely cool and let us cheat on most of the games that provided tickets (for exchange for other prizes). We "won" so many prizes that we couldn't take them all home that night. The employee said he'd keep them in a back room and we could pick them up the next day.

The following day my best friend and I were walking back to the arcade, and when we turned a corner, we saw some kid sprint up to an elderly lady and grab her purse. The old hag refused to let go of her purse, and during the struggle, she fell to the ground. Still holding onto her purse, the kid started to drag the old woman down the sidewalk. Still, she did not release her grip.

By that time, my buddy and I were in full sprint toward the two. The kid saw us coming, let go of the purse and took off running. I stayed with the lady -- who was scraped up and bleeding -- while my friend went to confirm our suspicions on who the kid was.

I forget what happened next, but my friend and I went to the arcade to get the rest of our prizes, and by the time we got back to my house, the cops were already there waiting to take a statement from us. We told them the story and that we were certain who it was.

The next Monday, we had to give a statement to the school's Liason Officer (to this day, I'm not sure why). I'm not certain what happened to the kid, but I don't recall seeing him in school for the following 2 years.

I know someone who had her purse snatched and chased the guy down and beat his ass to get it back. they must have had fun with him in lockup...

To protect yourself from a purse- snatcher, aware.org says you should leave the purse at home...

Would that defeat the entire purpose of a purse (to carry your shiat from point A to point B)?

Besides that, if someone is going to mug me, I'd rather be able to hand over a purse than have them beat the crap out of me thinking I've got a wallet in my pocket.

Pfft, I wear a backpack. So if you DO try to grab it off of me, it's going to be a challenge for two reasons: First, I tend to have the straps pulled up tight, and have to loosen those straps when I need to take it off. The second is that I have those straps tight 'cause the bag is so damn heavy. So please, try and 'jack my pack, I dare you. Because if you do succeed in getting it from me, you now face the challenge of running the hell away from a VERY pissed Army chick (with the accidentally-earned reputation for decking people when I'm surprised or angry) and running away with a twenty-pound backpack. Do you value the loot or your life? Mwahaha.

As for the article, women wear purses to carry stuff, so it's pointless to leave them at home, and the purses that go across your body are better, 'cause they're harder to take from you. In the time he's taking to grab your stuff, you can either kick his ass or someone else will be able to get there to help you.

Kind of a similar thing happened to me during my freshman year of college.

There was a big walkway that went under one of the major roadways going through town. It connected a large parkinglot, a dorm, and 1 or 2 other university buildings up with the rest of the campus. I was studying in the library late and left at around 11 at night. I was walking up to the the underpass and the path wasn't very well lit so you couldn't see me. I saw a professor ahead of me, walking the same direction. She was probably around 60 years old. Some punk walked out of the bushes behind her and grabbed her purse/shoulder pack/whater you want to call it. She wouldn't let go and started screaming. I was in an all-out sprint. He had her on the ground, jerking her around while she yelled and held on. I ran up and kicked the old bag in the head. Man, she let go of that purse pretty quick. The stupid punk kid just stood there with his mouth hanging open. I then pulled my switchblade and told the little farker that if he didn't give me the purse he's going to find out what his intestines look like. He handed it over. biatch didn't have much. $53 in cash and a few credit cards was all that was worth anything. I sold the books to the used book store and got about $80. Filled my tank up with gas before the credit cards were cancelled. Not bad for a night's work.