This is crazy, all of these fight stories. I guess I grew up in a pretty rural town where there werent many fights. Just a few rednecks throwing some punches, they were usually drunk. At the university I havent seen any fights yet.
My closest thing to a fight was in sixth grade. I was like 140 pounds, so I was one of the larger boys in my class. This little red-headed kid was annoying, and at PE was jumping on peoples back until they fell down, then he would pull their arm behind their back like a submission or something, he was obsessed with wrestling, but was like 20 pounds lighter than me. He never messed with me, so i didnt care, but one day he must of got brave and jumped on my back while i was playing socccer. He does it by just running full force and jumping on you, so he usually knocks the people down. Well he hit me adn i just stood there, so he tried to like grab my neck to pull me down. I just leaned foward and grabbed his arm and threw him off of my back, and then put my foot on this chest while pulling his arm towards me, so he was kind of being stretched, and i told him to never touch me again.. He didnt, that was closest to a fight, haha, its lame.
One more though, last night I almost got arrested for play fighting. ME and my friend were shadow boxing outside a dorm, and we never touched each other, but 3 cop cars showed up and kept questioning us cause they thought there was a brawl starting, it was pathetic.
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