Long story, but here it goes. Went to a buddies house to party this weekend. Been there several times and always have a good time. Anyway, bunch of people show up that night that I didn't know. I'm getting along fine with everyone except this group of country boys that were my friend's sister's friends. For some reason these dudes have had it out for me all night. I go outside to piss, and they lock me out. When someone else lets me inside, they start calling me a faggot and shit. I kept my cool, and tried to ignore them. Went to the other room to answer a phone call and they are still talking shit from the kitchen loud enough so they know I can hear it. Again, I keep my cool and try and stay cordial. Go out to the garage to hang out with my boys and hit on this fine ass girl, minding my own business and shit. Anyway, someone out of that group of country boys throws a beer can at me. By this time, I'm starting to get pissed and confused. I'm yelling who the fuck threw that and what the fuck their problem with me was. No one confesses and no one gives me a straight answer why I keep getting fucked with. One of the kids just smiles and winks at me trying to act cute and shit. Not long after that, shit starts escalating really quick and I'm yelling "I haven't done shit to any of you, idk what your fucking problems are". I guess one dude pushes this guy named Ross and then his buddy comes lunging at me. Well, I take the guy to the ground, put him in a triangle choke almost instantly, and then precede to beat the living fuck out of the kid's face. His other buddy didn't like that much so he kicks me in the head then starts stomping my face. Gave me a couple bumps and bruises and cut my lip. The fight gets broken up and they are told to go home. I figure everything is done and over with. So my friends calm me down, I drank a bit more and then that fine ass girl tells me she has to run to a friends house real quick but she asks me to stay @ the party cuz she wants to see me when she gets back. She doesn't come back, I don't think much of it and I go to bed. Wake up the next morning to go home, jump in the truck, and the truck is pulling hard to the left. Jump out and notice that there was a 1 inch slit in the sidewall of my passenger tire. Keep in mind these are $300/each Nitto 555 295/45/18's
I go back to my friend's house and I'm livid. We get the whole story from my friend's sister about why her friends fucked with me. Turns out, the dude Ross was talking shit to her. She complained to her friends and then they had some vendetta out. What the dumbasses didn't confirm was that I wasn't the one talking shit. I didn't even talk shit when they were being dicks to me. Idk, if they actually thought I was the one who was or they thought me and Ross were tight because I talked to the guy while we were playing circle of death. I'm still lost on how I was even involved in any of this shit. What's fucked up is that during the fight, Ross never actually got punched. I get fucking my head stomped. I get my tires slashed. And the reason the hot girl didn't come back was because the dumbfuck's thought her car was Ross's and slashed her tire too.
Here's the dilemma, I'm out a $300 tire. I filed a police report and the cops said they really can't do much. So here's my options: 1) Suck it up, have my insurance cover it and my rates will raise 2) Try and get the sister to get her friends to pay for it 3) I can't prove the vandalism but witnesses saw that I was hit first, so I could threaten filing assault charges if they don't pay up 4) Find out where one of these redneck faggots live/work, then me and some angry big ol' buddies can wait for him outside and give him plenty of reasons to give me his ATM card and his pin and just take the cash out.
So, what would you guys do?
Cliffs:
Guy talks shit to girl
Girl complains to friends
Friends misidentify the shit talker and think it was me
Got into a fight
My $300 tire got slashed
Need some ideas