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Posted 2004-09-26, 08:56 PM
in reply to Titusfied's post starting "Wow, I got in a great bar fight..."
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ALright, update, I have been in 3 maybe four fights, if you consider a controlled wrestling/boxing match with pretty much good intentions. 2 of the other three weren't totally hardcore. Only a few punches thrown, and mostly just slamming each other into walls and shit...but one of them was in my school's bathroom, so it felt pretty hardass. The first fight I was in was really fucking hardcore, and it made me want to fight more... I don't know why... but fighting is just really really fun for some apparent reason. I am not a very big guy, and I am not afraid to admit, two out of the four fights I have been in, all since the start of this thread, I have lost, pretty badly. The first fight I was in, was at a school football game. Two thugged out black kids thought that they were going to jump me (they didn't just THINK they were going to, as it turns out). I was minding my own damn business and walking to my friends car after the game. One grabbed my neck and put me in a headlock, and the other one started punching my abdamon. I was really, really fucked. It was looking less like a fight and more like a gang raping. Then my friend saw me... and he came running. He is 5-11 and 220 pounds of All-American lacrosse player... and solid muscle..... and polish too. He fucking tackled the guy who was hitting me, and I threw the other guy over my shoulder... I kicked the guy in the head a few times, and my friend's fists had their way with the other unlucky son of a bitch... we took off... and I was having trouble breathing. I was scared as hell. I puked once. I still have bruising... or maybe thats from the other fights... I don't really know...
Why I enjoyed these occassions I don't know................ it's almost creepy.


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