it's fun to tell fight stories. relive our dumb youth.
i like to tell the funny or weird ones.
just as long as there's a story. not those "I BEAT THEM ALL UP. I'M BAD ASS. THE END." , stories. i roll my eyes at those too.
When I was a kid, I got a stale pretzel thrown at the back of my head by a fake thug from Ghana for rejecting his sister's advances, so I chased him 3 blocks, and smashed his snot-box in.
When I was a kid, I got a stale pretzel thrown at the back of my head by a fake thug from Ghana for rejecting his sister's advances, so I chased him 3 blocks, and smashed his snot-box in.
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