sophomore year of hs. kid called me a wigger in art class. fought in a neighborhood near the school. crowd and stuff. his dad was there to watch? he wanted me to hit him first. so i did. broke my knuckle on his face, heard later he got 9 stitches. got a couple more hits in. he got me once, good. huge black eye. huge. getting hit in the face sucks. then we went to the ground on some ufc shit. got broke up. my white t-shirt was stained from top to bottom with the blood leaking off his face.
i got rocked once when i was drunk, though. wasn't a fight really.
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