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Friday, August 21, 2009

If you're ever going

To get into a fist fight, fight dirty. No need to be classy, this isn't a movie. Fuck trying to be moral. You're fighting. No need for that. Who cares if people call you a pussy? If they do call you that, point at yourself and say this pussy didn't get his ass whooped or go to the hospital, thank you very much. I have a particular way of fighting dirty. First you put your hands up by your face with the palms sticking outward. Have a worried look on your face. Tell the other person you don't want any problems. Then out of nowhere you poke them in the eye. Then you kick them in the nuts. Then you turn around and run away. It works every time. I am Baliwala. I am the king of street fighting. That is all.

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