When I was 5 years old I had my first drag em out fight with my best friend in the whole wide world over him accusing me of cheating at marbles. I'd finally had enough of his crap as he'd been grating on me for months.
I remember sitting on his chest doing a tarzan yell while throwing wild punches as him. I also remember my teacher grabbing me from behind. She was hot for a early 80's chick (and somehow this memory suddenly became about my first boner, but I digress).
She basically dragged me to the principles office and me and my friend were forced to shake hands and make peace. Our parents were called, my mom was upset about fighting, my dad was upset because I didn't knock him the hell out.
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