Hard Knocks
Ah trinity high, right in the middle of hulme in manchester, we had the northern (might have been country) record for most amount of fire alarms set of in a week (16) during my stay there i was accused of saying all black people came from outer space and martin luther king was a babbling cunt (NOT TRUE) that was the worse, there were others, many, but the two fights (approx one every two weeks (not me) that i remember were 1) this 'hard man' (his dad nicked cars/tv's for a living) said to my friend (whos a black belt in judo, and though smallish, is built like a brick shit house) u long haired cunt, your mums gonna die, unbeknownst to him, his mum had died two weeks previous and he was a little upset, cue him pushing said hard man back about 6 feet with one arm and walking off enraged.

at the end of the day, 'hard man' was bragging to friends and hangers on in the enclosed football court that he beat the shit out of my friend and all the things he said to him, plus a few made up things, friend smacked him in the back of the neck just underneath the skull, making him fall to the floor, and taking on all hard mans friend foolish enough to stick up for him, sweeping the feet from beneath two of them at once, throwing another over his shoulder and before he had finished spinning kicked him on the way round, (did i mention hard man had a certain attraction to wrestling? well he liked to think he could recreate it) so hard man had gotten up and climbed the wall fencing about 5 metres up, and jumped at my friend, who saw him mid flight , grabbed his legs and followed him through face down onto the concrete surface, then sat on him as he sobbed and moaned and whipped out a fag, said to guy hes sitting on that he noticed he smoked, 'i notice you like to smoke' and pressed it against his forehead

this took just over a minute, and im now scared shitless of him

2) the other involved me, and this dirty cunt who developed a penchant for flemming on the back of my coats, he started provoking me, so i jumped on his back and pulled him down, he got on top of me and out of all the thigs he could of done with my arms pinned... rolled over taking me now on top, and again, and again, so i kneed him im the giggleberries, got up and tried to walk away, and he flemmed on me

i dont like this, so i ran at him, turned him around and pushed his face into the rim of the nearby bin,which i didnt know had a rusty peice hanging loose, which got stuck in the base of his nose

they do say school days are the best days in your life, but then i rape them..
(muggins im afraid dave.my mind is going, i can feel it, Fri 10 Mar 2006, 17:31, Reply)