Tuesday, January 29, 2013
And he keeps on coming back for more
Some guy kept fighting me even though I usually whooped him.
I remember tossing him over a railing at a mall, landing him on his head.
Yet he came back for more.
We beat on each other some more and finally I said, "Let's just stop this."
He agreed.
In the fighting I lost a red shirt I was supposed to wear to a college reunion.
[01.29.2008]
