I should probaly have, for some of the things I have done
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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
Actualy no. In primary school we used to have little crappy fights and i won most, i thought i was well hard. Went to Secondary school and realized i wasnt, became quite the popular one and havnt fought in years
I am not driven by people’ s praise and I am not slowed down by people’ s criticism.
You only live once. But if you live it right, once is enough. Wrong. We only die once, we live every day!
Make poverty history.
yeah got pissed with me and my mate and then we got in a fite and every one was batterd that was two years ago and i cant even remember how old i am tomorrow
Tons of times, I have a big mouth and it used to get me into a hell of a lot of trouble in highschool.....painful trouble.....painful trouble with knuckle dusters.
Getting hit isn't getting beat up. Getting beat up properly is having your nose flattened against your face, your jaw being realigned several inches to the left and laying in the middle of the street unconcious until a passer by goes to phone for an ambulance. To me anyway.
Gender: Female Location: California Sexually: Frustrated
I know what getting beat up is. I'm always getting beat up by someone. I've had my nose broken 12 times. About 8 ribs broken arms and legs are givens. Infact i can't think of a single bone that hasn't been broken. Or a single part of my body that hasn't been bruised.
i have been in maybe...12 to 15 fights. i won all but one of them.
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All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I **** like you wanna ****, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
Gender: Male Location: Sailing the seas of cheese.
This guy at a party tried to fight me with two of his friends, but I out smarted them. Every time one of them would go to hit me, I'd pretend like I was going to hit them at the same time, but then at the last second I'd turn and hit one of the friends. That was the first fight I ever got into. They all backed off and then I went home and then they woke my friend up at his house to find out where I lived so they could shoot me with paintball guns, but my friend didn't tell them where I lived. Suckers!
Another time this guy was pissed at me because I wouldn't let him drive my work car drunk, the idiot. So he started choking me through my car door, so with all my might and pissed off anger I opened my door, wrestled him off me, then kicked his ass in self defense. That's it.