Got there before me. Some thick roided **** squared up to me in a club and goes "I reckon I can smash your face in". So I came back with "you'd have to catch me first". The look on that ****'s face was priceless.
You fell into my trap there... my real answer was "I'd fuck him and ten of his hardest mates up, all at the same time."
It's a street fight, then I'll do whatever it takes to get back home safe. Most streets fights past high school aren't the ceremonial man vs man, meet me in the grocery store parking lot at 3pm type of event. They're usually spontaneous, dirty, and rough, with tempers running high and happening in the heat of the moment (usually alcohol is involved). I've sucker punched, hit a guy with a flash light, had a dude come close to chocking me out when he crept up on me sitting at a bar (friends jumped in), cracked a guy in the ribs with a rock, fought off a few guys with a lawn chair (lol), have been jumped outside of a Mexican restaurant, and have even ran the hell away and hid in somebody's backyard from two guys who chased me with bats. The best bet is to not fight, but if you must, hit first and hit hard, grab something to protect yourself, or hope your friends jump in for you if you start getting pummeled.
Fuggen BETA.
I've won most of my street fights with a nuclear bomb strapped to my forehead, just headbutting opponents into Armageddon submission. I go all Nagasaki on their ass.
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