A week or so ago, one of my really good friends from Cali was visiting for the holidays. I had been working ALOT so I had not gotten to see him that much. Anyway, he and another one of my friends (since 6th grade) were at the bar having a few drinks/watching the game ect. By the time I stopped in they had both done a few shots of JD and had a couple of beers. My jersey buddy was flexing his jack muscles by calling the table full of Dallas fans behind us fags and other flattering things. My Cali buddy was trying to get a hold of his girl who he hadn't spoken to all day, and was getting a little worried. In the tradition of being dicks to eachother my other friend comforted him by saying that she was probably just getting a train run on her ass. We all chuckled a little, no harm done.
Then my longtime freind starts acting like miserable drunken prick and starts whining about how something like that would only happen to him and he always gets stuck with the bad ones wonk, wonk, wonk ect. I chime in with a remark somewhere along the lines of "Well if a girl has a dollar bill stuffed up her nose, or has been impregnated by someone other than yourself half a dozen times maybe you should take those types of things as a warning sign." My Cali friend and I had a good laugh, but my jersey friend flipped. Middle finger in my face blurting out FUCK YOU, basically ready to go. The last thing I wanted was to ruin the evening, so I just dropped it. The moment I turn my head retard spits beer all over the side of my face. I split his eye open with a hard right from my bar stool then sprung up and hit him again in the same spot before he hit the floor. I contemplated stomping his head through the floor but he wasn't conscious.
My Cali buddy pulled me back, and I realized I should leave. I felt sort of bad but quickly existed and went to a safe place. I called my Cali friend to see if everything was alright/no cops ect. He told me everything was fine and then, somewhat to my suprise, he said I did the right thing. Then while icing my hand one of my other longtime freinds called me and said the same shit. Then another, and his oldman got on the phone and he agreed to? THEN my freind who I knocked out calls me, while being driven to the hospital, and says he doesn't blame me for what I did!!!??? We both agreed that it was a stupid thing to ruin a freindship over and I felt pretty good about it.
Well suprise, suprise. I don't see anyone for the rest of the week (work) and on friday I come into my other job were I work with all of my friends. I see my friend who I hit and say "Hi". He gives me the cold shoulder and the silent treatment. Then my other freind explains that "he found out I hit him twice" WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN!, I said. Apparently in this jackoffs mind, he understood me hitting him the first time. However the second time was wrong??
Now let me ask you all this. Who here would spit bear in someones face and not be expecting to follow it up with some blows? Would you spit in someones face and not expect to a fight? Would you walk over to someone while they were eating with their mother and stick your dick in their soup call their mom a slamhog, and not be ready to throw the ones? Ok so the last one is a bit much but you get my point.