I have managed to stay out of any real fights (except for with my brother) almost my entire life until last month at a party I was REALLY drunk, and well my friend had a nice M-16 looking gun and well we were looking at it in his room and we were talking about how funny it would be to take it into the living room and tell everyone the party was over waving it around. Well it turned out that it was not a very good idea when one person took the whole thing wrong and really got upset. Of course he was there with a friend and was about a foot taller then I. I am not all that big either. I put it down and appologized but he continued to get into my face. Then he said lets take this outside, and let me remind you that I was really drunk so I think I thought sure what the hell why not. So we are standing there outside and he continues to yell and his friend is standing right there next to him and I tell him I am not interested in a fight. Then he pushes me. I stumble around and he comes after me with a punch to the face, but by pure instinct I just ducked my head down and he hit my forehead. Well this did not stop him and he contined to come after me. I think I got a couple a decent shots in myself but I did not see any damage on him after the fight. The last blow knocked me on my ass. I was laying in the grass outside looking at the stars and thinking, ah that wasn't so bad. I was covered in blood from my nose, but I was laughing almost the entire time. Everybody thought I was in pretty bad shape but I did not feel a thing. thanks to the jello shots.
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It's hard to remember we're alive for the first time
It's hard to remember we're alive for the last time
It's hard to remember to live before you die
It's hard to remember that our lives are such a short time
It's hard to remember when it takes such a long time
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