My only fight to date
and it wasn't really a big fight, but it was all I have to speak of.

This is a bit long sorry. Those who get bored easily might want to stop reading now.

Last couple of weeks of school (5th year, so I was 15), sitting in geography (last lesson of the day), pissing about. Two of the classrooms were connected by a small staff room. The doors were open, so I could see through. Well, this one kid called Bobby (his actual name was Wei Hung, but that's a bit tricky on the class register) was gesticulating through the gap, and really cussing me. Ok, I kind of started it by mouthing out he was a wanker. and he really was. Completely irritating, 5 years of sitting next to or very near him in form. Really spoilt, and used to like to brag about what he'd got, but as soon as you'd take a close look, or ask about it, he got defensive and selfish. Anyway, trust me, fucknut.

Back to Geography. It came to the end of the lesson, and we were waiting to depart. Well, I decided I was gonna thump the little shit. So, I made sure I was first out of the door. He tried to as well, but to escape. and a few digs in the arm and chest, and with 3 classrooms full of kids now crowding around, I started to knock him about a bit. Slaps, rib-digs, nothing major. Then someone screams 'hit im f*ckin hard' (Bobby was hated by everyone except loner Phil[But he's another tale entirely]) so, I decided to thwack him on the top of his head, then sat on him (I'm a biggish guy, so it seemed apt to squash the twunt) After that, it all seemed to end, and he came into school the next day with a couple of scratches he got 'dry-shaving'

I wish I'd have really paled him. I've regretted never beating him to a pulp. I still think about going to his take-out and unleashing hell.
( Mart No Fool No posts but lots of stalks recently., Thu 16 Mar 2006, 14:54, Reply)