6th form..
Just remembered the last fight I had. Guy called Adrian joined the 6th form from another school cos they had no A-Level facilities. This created Tension sometimes.
One break time, I was sat down enjoying some petty gambling when suddenly a bin was crashed down on my head, I removed the bin and detritus, to be informed that Adrian and gang believed I had lobbed an apple core at him.... "Stupid cunt" sez I, but I had an half peeled orange covered in bin dust in my hand so revenge was obvious. I lept over the chairs and smashed the fucker on his head..he left with gang to clean himself up...
Break ended and I had a Business Studies ..with Adrian, and word had reached me that he was not too impressed as the juice had got onto his fine brown leather jacket...I thought nowt of it...as I was arranging my folder, I felt an almighty "WHACK" on the side of my head which knocked me sideways and made all kinds of flashing lights appear...I turn and see Adrian in classic fighting pose.."MY MUM BOUGHT ME THIS JACKET, SO YOU EITHER PAY OR I'LL BEAT IT OUT OF YOU".."Fuck off you cunt" was my well thought out reply " COME ON PRICK , PUT SOMETHING UP" , my flicking the V's got a giggle from the throng but Adrian was not amused...Combat was inevitable and as we closed he threw a punch, which I ducked under, and proceeded to pummel his ribs and soft underbelly while he flailed away on my back...we then split off and he left, making sure he knocked my bag off the table on the way out...

Still I had no bruise, and he had a dry cleaning bill, and an appendix removal and a weeks stay in hospital..*ahem*
(Rockster77, Tue 14 Mar 2006, 12:07, Reply)