I got my ass kicked

I got back from the hospital at 12ish, and I've been sleeping since then. My nose is broken, I have a FAT FUCKING LIP (FUCKING HUGE), a black eye (also huge), and a nice little goose egg on my forehead. But I'll be alright. I'm gonna go to the dentist soon. I think one of my front teeth is loose, and it's only being held in by the post-braces wire I have going across the back of my front row.



I think fighting for the sake of fighting is incredibly stupid, and I would have broken it up even if my friend was winning. But he wasn't, and he was on the ground getting kicked with his hoody stuck over his head, hockey fight style, so I thought it more justified to break it up. But I do agree, my ass kicking was the result of my own stupidity.



He only had a fit lip. Everyone I was with continued hanging out that night, I was the only one hurt enough to go home.



Things in Jackie Chan movies do not apply in real life.



I concur, whole heartedly. I'm in so much pain, and need cheering up.
 
Well that sucks. I hope you get better soon. (that way I can send you hate mail about how you never wrote to me when you were hurt and I was so worried)
 
God, that sucks. I wish you luck. I wish your other buds would have jumped in. Suffering as a group is better than doing it alone. You need a medal.

I had to wear the badge of a black eye for a week, while I worked as a sandwich artist (Subway). "...I'd like a cold cut combo on wheat bread, no cheese...what happened to your eye?" I felt like a total loser and having a black eye made it even worsererer.
 
Better luck next time bro, some trashy pieces of shit in life don't deserve to live. :sad:

It's that kinda shit that makes me want to learn some Krav Maga or something. But I've never in my life been in a situation where I had to fight, since I was in 7th grade anyway. I think most wannabe street thugs are intimidated by my size, but unfortunately for me, I cant fight for shit. :sad:
 
;832209']Okay, loms- Some ibuprofen should take down the swelling. Alternate heat and cold. A spoon in the fridge for a while should help the black eye go away. Don't touch it, and drink lotsa water.

Step 2- you should totally find these kids and hit them with a molotov cocktail. Nothing learns a young man to avoid you like a few years in a burn center.

Usually when I run into street trash in a gang, I just shrug and walk away. It's happened before. I'm also usually carrying something to even the odds, too. I've gotten in one bad spot, and there wasn't going to be any walking away, so I let these young gentlemen know that I didn't mind killing them and laughing at their mothers when I walked out of the courtroom with a clean record.
 
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