Ive been itching to get in it with this guy for a while now and finally got it on last night. It was with this fat and old homo coke dealer who used to give me gay comments and ask me to go home with him and shet and did the same thing to a Brazilian friend of mine who bought coke from him. He also always #%@& up my chances with women if he knew them he would tell crap about me to them at bars/clubs around town every time I went out and I started talking to them. He is also always out due to him making his money or business around clubs/bars. ANyway I confronted him last night telling him I wanted to speak with him outside and he said he will be there in just a minute. He followed me out and I started asking him why he keeps telling these chicks crap about me who i try talking to and he started getting angry and saying that they told him some crap about me first or something that they wanted to be left alone, etc. which is bs cause the chick in question last time bought me a beer and continued talking to me after he even talked to her. Anyway he than asked why I tell people he's gay and crap about him and told me to follow him on the side of the building in a confrontational manner. I did and he started tlaking to one of his homies who is like this music dude and I started talking to him and he started getting agressive and threatening me or at least tlaking loudly if I remember. SO I hit him after a couple of secs and it was on. He kept charging at me and I would outquick him and move and hit him from angles but at one point he grabbed me and tried putting my shirt on my head so I cant see and I quickly took it off so he couldnt sue it against me. Is aw his nose bleed after a couple of exchanges and he asked me if I hit him with some piece of metal to which i replied "only my fists". I noticed I couldnt knock him down or out and he stopped being agressive so I couldnt have good hits or angles on him and told him to leave and that if he tried telling any people on me (or I meant cops but I think I said people) I would tell people (I also meant cops) he's a dealer and crap. I than walked at him a couple of times with my hands down hoping hed throw a punch I can slip and hit him but he wouldnt raise his hands and I kept trying to hit him with a jab and right hook from my low hands but he kept extending his arms out and moving his head back so I couldnt get him after that. He said "your nuts" and turned and walked away. There was a scene of ppl there and his sopposed homie didnt even do anything.

It's so weird how despite the fact he had blood coming down his nose and said he felt like I hit him with a piece of metal he was still standing and fighting. This shows how adrenaline can make people in real life fights keep going the distance and how hard it is to actually knock someone out. I mean Ive been to numerous fights and never knocked anyone out and only once knocked someone to the ground. Thats why i think I generally fear fights so much cause it can go on forever or they can call the cops and follow me or something since its almost impossible to finish them for me. I also observed this by watching other people fight. If you fight someone bigger and stronger its like hard to dominate them at all.

to quote rick james, "cocaine is a hell of a drug."

how did you go from "I think I've matured" to "I beat up a fat, old homosexual"?

this guy literally harassed me. He was so attracted to me he would ask if id like some head as he passed by me and crap.