School fights
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
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At ten years old...
His name was Matthew Points-Right. I was the 'Cambodian Scrum Half' in the school rugby team. He was... bigger. He pushed me, I pushed him. He hit me. A small tear welled up in my eye and I skulked off. Cue fwd five years and the walk to school. Every day I'd pass a gang from a rival school. Every day I'd try and knock the same guy's bag off his shoulder and he would do the same with increasing menace as the days went by until... I administered a killer barge knocking him into the bushes. He said "Right.." and removed his blazer. I took mine off. He punched me. I thought, fuck that hurt, put my blazer back on and carried on walking. Can you see a pattern?
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 13:03, Reply)
His name was Matthew Points-Right. I was the 'Cambodian Scrum Half' in the school rugby team. He was... bigger. He pushed me, I pushed him. He hit me. A small tear welled up in my eye and I skulked off. Cue fwd five years and the walk to school. Every day I'd pass a gang from a rival school. Every day I'd try and knock the same guy's bag off his shoulder and he would do the same with increasing menace as the days went by until... I administered a killer barge knocking him into the bushes. He said "Right.." and removed his blazer. I took mine off. He punched me. I thought, fuck that hurt, put my blazer back on and carried on walking. Can you see a pattern?
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 13:03, Reply)
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