Your first fight.
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.My first fight was in 4th grade with my former bestfriend. He was running his mouth and just basicly bieng a assclown. I tried to ignore it but then he decieded it would be funny to take a hand full of dirt and throw it in my eyes then run. Well , My Dad seen him do that and told me "Son , If you dont kick his ass you're grounded for a week" So i waited a bit and he came back in about 30 minutes on rollerblades. i waited for him to get close to me and i clotheslined him and we started rolling down a hill punching each other. Eventualy we both got up and brung the fight to my backyard. There the fight ended more quickly. I kicked him in the stomache and punched him in the face twice. Then he went down and i jumped on his back and punched him in the back of the head until his brother pulled me off of him. When i returned to the front yard my Dad and his best friend was both giving my high fives and my Mom was pissed. It was good times.
Then guy who's ass i kicked is now a high school starting QB. So that means i have infinante bragging rights.
Then guy who's ass i kicked is now a high school starting QB. So that means i have infinante bragging rights.
justinsayne
Cody Rhodes is an excellant
No I think Brian is right your school is full of bitches, cause you are anything but a badass
justinsayne
Cody Rhodes is an excellant
justinsayne
Cody Rhodes is an excellant
justinsayne
Cody Rhodes is an excellant
or some stupid shit like that, why wouldn't you?justinsayne
Cody Rhodes is an excellant
No , I would never intentionaly kill a dog. I just kicked it hard enough to stare it away. But there was this time where i did have to kill one of Gods creatures. I was alone in the woods on a snowy Saturday morning. Then out of nowhere a gigantic grizzly bear charged me and headbutted me. It sent me flying through the air about 15 feet away so i had time to think about what my next move would be. First i thought about running but then i thought to myself "HELL NO , CCS RUNS FROM NO BEAR!" I then layed there silently untill the bear approached me. Then as he stuck his head towards me i struck like a midnight ninja and trapped the bear in the dreaded GOGOPLATA! The bear put up a valiant fight but after a few minutes of struggle the bear passed put with a single trickle of blood running out of it's mouth. I then stood triumphant over the bear that i killed using my own 2 hands.
I think I heard this on before, didn't he steal your football or some shit?
yeah, he kicked it down the hill and wouldn't go and get it so, i punched him in his face and rolled him down it.
I've never actually been in a fight, technically.
But, in eighth grade, I went to public school one year. There was this kid.. Matthew Dimmick was his name. Everyone hated him. So, Matt was about 4'5.. I was pretty small too.. I stood about 4'10. Well, since I wasn't that much bigger than him, he liked to try and pick on me. We had weight training together, so much of that happened in the locker room. The first time, I think, was when he jumped on my back. I asked him to get off. When he started to choke me out, I ran fast as I could at the wall, turned and slammed him into it. He let go and sat on the ground for a good 15 minutes.
Another time, he stole my shoes after he got done dressing down. I walked out of the locker room. He was parading around the gym with them. I asked again for him to give them back. When he didn't, I went Norcal on his ass. I sprinted at him and speared him. I didn't punch him for fear of getting in trouble, but I did get my shoes back.
And another time.. As we were waiting for the bell to ring, he stole my backpack. I didn't bother asking this time. I just ran after him, grabbed his arm, and dropped him down into the crossface. The crossface hurts like a mother. He cried.
I gained a lot of popularity after that. Of course, I felt bad for the kid because he had no friends. But, he was an ass.
But, in eighth grade, I went to public school one year. There was this kid.. Matthew Dimmick was his name. Everyone hated him. So, Matt was about 4'5.. I was pretty small too.. I stood about 4'10. Well, since I wasn't that much bigger than him, he liked to try and pick on me. We had weight training together, so much of that happened in the locker room. The first time, I think, was when he jumped on my back. I asked him to get off. When he started to choke me out, I ran fast as I could at the wall, turned and slammed him into it. He let go and sat on the ground for a good 15 minutes.
Another time, he stole my shoes after he got done dressing down. I walked out of the locker room. He was parading around the gym with them. I asked again for him to give them back. When he didn't, I went Norcal on his ass. I sprinted at him and speared him. I didn't punch him for fear of getting in trouble, but I did get my shoes back.
And another time.. As we were waiting for the bell to ring, he stole my backpack. I didn't bother asking this time. I just ran after him, grabbed his arm, and dropped him down into the crossface. The crossface hurts like a mother. He cried.
I gained a lot of popularity after that. Of course, I felt bad for the kid because he had no friends. But, he was an ass.
He was lunging for my throat
