"F.O.A.D." wrote in message ...


I got into a fistfight in the 8th grade in gym. I blocked a basketball
shot one of the junior high roughnecks was taking and he said thanks
by
punching me...hard. So I did what any smart kid would do. I kicked him
full force in the nuts with the toe of my high-top keds. Dropped him
to
the floor. That was my last fistfight.

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I am not a fighter by nature but I held my own or "won" in all the
childhood fights. They really weren't much of a fight anyway.
The one I got my ass kicked came later .... in my early 20's, in the
Navy and after too much partying and drinking. I decided I could
take on a guy about twice my size and weight and quickly learned my
lesson. Head felt like a football after a Super Bowl game the next
day. But, I lived and we remained friends.