- Feb 4, 2004
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I remember my first fight(when we used our fists, and not guns to settle things).
I was 5 years old, and we had been in the new neighborhood about a month.
I was hanging out with the kid that lived next door(he would become my friend of 21 years), and there was a kid across the street. I waved at the kid across the street, and he proceeded to come over and whip my azz.
So I run home, and cry to my mom. "mom this kid just beat my azz, wah, wah, wah, what can I do?" i say, she replies "well son, what do you want me to do? Beat his ass next time!" I was floored, I thought I would get in trouble for fighting.
The next 9 times me and that kid fought, I owned him everytime....................
I was 5 years old, and we had been in the new neighborhood about a month.
I was hanging out with the kid that lived next door(he would become my friend of 21 years), and there was a kid across the street. I waved at the kid across the street, and he proceeded to come over and whip my azz.
So I run home, and cry to my mom. "mom this kid just beat my azz, wah, wah, wah, what can I do?" i say, she replies "well son, what do you want me to do? Beat his ass next time!" I was floored, I thought I would get in trouble for fighting.
The next 9 times me and that kid fought, I owned him everytime....................
