Middle school. 6 guys against me. The punches felt like fucking bricks against my face.
the one true God is Doctor Doom and we should all be worshiping him.
The first time I showed one of my friends Fight Club, he went through this whole phase where he would try to start fights with everybody, asking people to hit him as hard as they could and shit. Usually, nobody ever listened--except for a few girls, interestingly enough. He asked me to do it once. I refused, but he just kept insisting. I told him, "You know what? Let's compromise: I'll let you hit ME as hard as you can, and we'll see what happens from there."He then proceeded to hit me as hard as he could, on the shoulder. It hurt, so I hit him back in the same spot. I asked him if he still wanted to fight. He meekly said no--just what I expected.it was dumb as fuck