“What was Skittles so paranoid about, huh?”
I’ll tell you one true life event.
My father was a civilian Martin-Marietta serving the Mace missile maintenance directed from Kadena AB, Okinawa. We were originally from Baltimore, Maryland. Every three years we returned to the US both for vacation and citizenship requirements.
While in Maryland we stayed with relatives living in Essex row houses. One day, I went for a walk.
I sensed someone was following me. I knew someone was tracking me.
I turned to confront my shadow, ready to fight.
Turned out my shadow was my next younger brother playing kid brother games.
Zimmerman should have stayed in his car and just observed till the police arrived.
Dontcha think Zimmerman wishes that was what he did? Report . . . wait . . . watch.
Are you for real? You sound like a meme from the Martin crowd. You say, “Zimmerman should have stayed in his car and just observed till the police arrived.”
Well, pal, he was going back to his car when he got sucker punched by St. Skittles. We now know that was just an azz whoopin’. Or, haven’t you heard the latest from Ms. Jeantel?