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got hit on the bone right below my right eye by a dude wearing a big ring, really fucked it up. He sucker punched me then started running away to his friend's car (they thought I was looking at them or something while I was standing on the side of the street with my friends) He was much smaller than me, about 165 pounds. I seriously had the thought that I had just been struck by lightning. I recovered, grabbed him by his jacket, pulled him out of the window then punched him twice and knocked him out. (i boxed for 5 years). I just left him there for his friends then decided to cancel our plans to go see my friend play guitar so we got in my piece of shit 1962 VW Bug and drove off into the sunset with my car making that gay chirping sound and my right eye bleeding and completely swollen shut
shit i was a tool in highschool
fighting is NOT WORTH IT, I've never felt good about what I have done after a fight. much more fun / easier to buy whoever is pissed at you a beer and enjoy your day
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