Dumb little fat-fuck can't stay out of the way of the cops.
I had a period where I could not seem to stay out of trouble. It was for minor shit (speeding, running a stop-sign, and a stupid parking lot fight - all in about 6 weeks time) and that shit alone caused me to dial it back. Going to court and shit is a pain in the ass.
This guy gets arrested, put in the clink, bonded out for a ton of money, went through a terribly expensive trial, and he still puts himself in a position to be in the news? WTF?
It's stupid. He's got problems with his estranged wife. Cool. It happens. But going over to her parent's home to "discuss" things, even if he does ZERO wrong, is asking for it. That wife has every reason to say something; make something up. Bitches in the middle of divorce DO make shit up. Shit, my ex-wife told me she was going to claim that I beat her. I never even shoved her one time. Never.
But that's angry bitches for you. This idiot doesn't know how to keep himself out of situations.
I try to put myself in GZ's shoes. Yeah, fat George. And now his wildebeest wife filed divorce on his dumbass.
Here's the deal if he thinks no other broad will get down with his swarthy-ass: He's famous. Bitches love famous fuckers.
I'd let the broad go. He already was having problems with her. Let her go and get someone in decent shape to bang.
Next: Get out of Florida. He's under a microscope now. With small shit problems, a team of reporters and a news chopper are dispatched. Speeding? News story!!!
Move somewhere else.
Next: Write a book, trademark the rights or whatever, make a life story movie.
Next: Get in shape.
Next: Become a Fox contributor.
Next: Write a book; a revenge piece. Something along the lines of a Bronson revenge tale. Make that a movie and cast himself in the title roles.
"George Zimmerman is back and this time he's not messing around." Something like that.
It would be a hoot.
Nice work. I say he should descend further into weapon-induced weakness and hook up with this clan for a new reality show instead of a one-time hit.
He could leave his weapons all over the house; the kids could play with them. The drama would be unimaginable. The NRA could sponsor it and rake in some major dough with product placements and factory tours.