rudeguy
Lifer
I fought a lot growin up also. I moved to the "big city" when I was 15, so I had to prove myself. The worst one for me was when I was walking home from a football game. I was walking through a parking lot when I heard someone yell "BITCH!" I turned around and saw about six guys running at me. I stepped forward and hit the first one I could. I took about 20 or 30 blows right after that to my head/back/chest. I pushed off and stepped back. They fofmed a neat little circle around me. Most of them were much bigger than me. The smallest one was smiling while this was all going on, so I stepped forward and hit him as hard as I could in his mouth. After he dropped, I ran through the gap it made. I was hurting for a while after that one.
Funny thing is that this happenned in a McDonald's parking lot. I ran into the McD's to try to get some help and there were 2 cops sitting in there. I saw them and told them what had just happenned (my nose was trashed and my eyes were already swelling up) and they just looked at each other. One of them mumbled something about "so much for our break" and they got up and pretended to go looking for the guys. They came back 2 minutes later and said they couldnt find them.
Funny thing is that this happenned in a McDonald's parking lot. I ran into the McD's to try to get some help and there were 2 cops sitting in there. I saw them and told them what had just happenned (my nose was trashed and my eyes were already swelling up) and they just looked at each other. One of them mumbled something about "so much for our break" and they got up and pretended to go looking for the guys. They came back 2 minutes later and said they couldnt find them.