yeah, i was walking around, minding my own damn business, when these punks came out of nowhere and asked if i i had a problem with them, i said i didn't, and thier leader stepped forward and spit right in my face! well, i wasn't about to stand there and take that shit, so i wound up and punched him as hard as i can right in the face, and then backed up a little and pulled out my knife to scare them.
they weren't scared though, they just started beating me with bats! i managed to get a few good hits and stabs in, but i got my ass kicked. after i was knocked out apparently they wrote shit all over me in permanent marker, proclaiming my face to be thier turf. it's personal now. i could have took them all in a fair fight, but i guess fighting dirty is what you gotta do. right now i'm checking out local sports shops, looking for a good sturdy aluminum bat. see how thier punk ass wooden bats stand up to that.