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Every fight I was ever in almost immediately ended up as an ugly wrestling match on some beer and piss soaked sidewalk or alley. We just sort of scrummed around and eventually were separated. I was alittle sore but usually none the worse for wear. My senior year of college i was outside a bar in downtown Baltimore and two guys whom I didn't know started at it. The smaller one went Bruce lee on the bigger guy and landed several very quick punches to the larger guys head and body. The sound of the larger guy's head hitting the pavement was something that i will never forget. that sound is what stopped me from being a juvenile ass and made me realize that I would probably get my ass kicked one day if I kept acting like a juvenile ass.
Sorry for the ramble. Just my $.02
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