Fun times
I'm a bit disappointed in myself...I've said in the past that, since women have insisted on equality in our society, that I would accept that and, if a girl hit me, I'd be perfectly happy to hit back...but I just can't do it.
Me and my housemate Dave were coming back from a night out and a mixed gender group of 10 or so scallies came past being generally shitty and insulting, but they weren't really worth our attention so we ignored them, then one of the guys with them chucked stuff at Dave and, not one to let people mess with my friends, I got pissed and confronted the group...of course they all backed off so we carried on then one of the guys bottled Dave from behind and then all the guys in their group ran off, then one of the girls went to attack Dave once he was down so I pushed her off him and they all went crazy and started punching me in the face.
Was kinda surreal, I'd managed my main objective of getting them off Dave then there were about 6 girls punching me in the face and, despite feminist's claims, women aren't as tough as men and it didn't particularly hurt but it did knock my glasses off, so I was raging mad about that but, even though I logically knew that they totally deserved a beatdown, I just couldn't bring myself to hit them...I may have broke one of their wrists by grabbing it to stop her hitting me but if I did, the damage was entirely accidental.
Someone called the police in the end because the girls wouldn't leave us alone, we had to go to A&E because Dave was spraying head blood everywhere. But once the police arrived, the girls all started crying and saying I'd beaten them all, so I was showing the police my enirely unbruised knuckles and pointing out that none of the girls were injured, gah, pissed me off so much, I'm about twice the size of those girls, if I had beaten them, the police would have arrived to find me with a pile of dead scally girls.
Losing my glasses is bloody annoying though, and I took about a dozen punches straight to the nose, can't think of any way to toughen a nose up without ending up looking like an elephant man.
The fucking cowardice of the boy scallies pissed me off the most though... the fact that they attacked Dave, who had stood back while I insulted the group...if just one of them had stuck around, I could have beaten him into a coma and...well it wouldn't have helped the situation but it would have made me feel better.
Me and my housemate Dave were coming back from a night out and a mixed gender group of 10 or so scallies came past being generally shitty and insulting, but they weren't really worth our attention so we ignored them, then one of the guys with them chucked stuff at Dave and, not one to let people mess with my friends, I got pissed and confronted the group...of course they all backed off so we carried on then one of the guys bottled Dave from behind and then all the guys in their group ran off, then one of the girls went to attack Dave once he was down so I pushed her off him and they all went crazy and started punching me in the face.
Was kinda surreal, I'd managed my main objective of getting them off Dave then there were about 6 girls punching me in the face and, despite feminist's claims, women aren't as tough as men and it didn't particularly hurt but it did knock my glasses off, so I was raging mad about that but, even though I logically knew that they totally deserved a beatdown, I just couldn't bring myself to hit them...I may have broke one of their wrists by grabbing it to stop her hitting me but if I did, the damage was entirely accidental.
Someone called the police in the end because the girls wouldn't leave us alone, we had to go to A&E because Dave was spraying head blood everywhere. But once the police arrived, the girls all started crying and saying I'd beaten them all, so I was showing the police my enirely unbruised knuckles and pointing out that none of the girls were injured, gah, pissed me off so much, I'm about twice the size of those girls, if I had beaten them, the police would have arrived to find me with a pile of dead scally girls.
Losing my glasses is bloody annoying though, and I took about a dozen punches straight to the nose, can't think of any way to toughen a nose up without ending up looking like an elephant man.
The fucking cowardice of the boy scallies pissed me off the most though... the fact that they attacked Dave, who had stood back while I insulted the group...if just one of them had stuck around, I could have beaten him into a coma and...well it wouldn't have helped the situation but it would have made me feel better.