When I lived in Port St. Lucie Fla.,I challenged a bike gang to a fight.....of course I was in a blackout drunk.
When I saw them the next day I had no clue I even talked to them or saw them the night before.
They told me I called them a bunch of 40-50 year old pussies who were grown men but had to travel in a gang like a bunch of punk ass kids.
They told me I was lucky I knew them and they knew I was bombed.
Like I would have felt any blows anyfuckingway......I`ve been hit by fucking experts,that punched harder than Chinese arithmetic.
