Saturdaynight fight

Monday, March 27, 2006 6:30 AM

Last night I was at my cusins bar. We were drinking with his friends that we grew up with even though he is years older than I. Well, any how John, the oldest of them sarted to mouth my cusin and me. Things like I bet you can't beat my ass. I told him that I didn't want to beat anyones ass tonight because I was tierd and too busy getting drunk. That's when I looked at my cusin and said, "I didn't come here looking for a fight, but I always seem to find one." He sarted to laugh and John thought we were laughing at him and took a swing at my cusin. Then one of our fellow Browncoats yelled out, "Hey! A tussle!" and jumped in the mix.
Well we got into this big fight and beat each other something fierce. then licked our wounds and drank some more as friends... Now I have a semi-black eye and a bruise on my left cheeck, and some knots on my head. But that's what we Okies do for fun any more... Well growing up that's all we had, that and the belt from mom and dad. Now they ruttin took that away from the gorram parents, and look at the kids now days. The crap ain't right. Kids now days need discipline like we had growing up. This time out stuff works with some, but not all.

-Chiefy

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