I only ever got into one fight. I say fight. An annoying little gobby rich kid had been pushing my buttons for weeks. Gob on the back, taking my books, just being a t**t.
My judgement day came. I flipped and challenged him to a fight. I'm stood there facing him, legs slightly apart, fists raised.
The cowardly little s**t kicked me so hard in the nuts that I just folded and hit the deck. He walked off leaving a crowd of his posh mates laughing at me as my best mate helped me up. I took the moral victory. He never bothered me again because he knew if there was a next time he'd almost certainly get a battering.
Posted By: Captain Bligh, Mar 19, 23:13:15
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