I had a good friend growing up, he wasn't a big guy, but his dad was a Marine and taught him combat skills from a very young age. He was quiet and never messed with anyone, he had been training in TKD and boxing since he was 5 years old.
One day in high school, we are at lunch and this is when the Mexican wanna-be gangsters usually would walk around in groups of 4-5 dudes and start shit with people. Not sure why they did this, but every day during lunch they would cause problems.
So this little gang banger starts throwing french fries at random people, hits my friend right in the head. My friend throws it back and pegs the little guy right in the chest. So guy and his friend walk up to my friend and mumble something stupid. Then one of them grabs my friend by the shirt and tries to wrestle him around. My friend unleashed a barrage of punches, both dudes laid out on the tile in like 10 seconds.
It was like the Matrix. 2 guys knocked out and my friend walks off untouched. Most people had no idea what happen.
They never approached him again. Unfortunately my friend killed himself a few years back. He was a good guy who went to Iraq and came back all fucked up mentally. Ended up shooting himself. He was the baddest dude i had ever known. Always calm and cool, but if you fucked with him or his friends, he'd ruin your day quickly.
