I want a translation... but I'm probably not going to care by the time you give me one.
It's not that often you see this kind of fight in public. 1 vs 1 situations are usually reserved for Jack in the Box drive-thrus and prostitutes.
Ahhhh yes, the wonderful hobby of bored party goers in the lowest sewers of suburbia. The Free Punch.
I wish I could trade with them, their life must be awesome.
Two guys are having a disagreement when suddenly the little guy throws a quick cheap shot and drops the bully to the ground.
All of a sudden home schooling seems like a good option.
Dignity kind of goes right out the window when your octopus weave is sitting on the ground in front of everybody huh?
I have no proof but he probably deserved it. Most guys that walk around in public with their shirts off usually do.
Damn, the guy wasn't even winning the fight and he still got rocked, pussy mother fucker need to taste his own medicine.
Wearing a peach colored t-shirt in Russia is the same as writing your own suicide note. May he rest in bisexual peace.
Never saw it coming.
This one definitely ended the fight.
Yeah you heard her. Don't be talking shit again or you'll have to deal with being windmilled by a couple of feathers again.
Today's lessons: stereotypes exist for a reason, sucker punching a guy into a coma is never socially acceptable.
Dress like Popeye, go down like Olive Oil. Those are the rules bitch.
They make a product for chicks like this. It's called a noose.
And you thought actually eating the food was the worst thing that could happen in this place.
And that ladies and gentlemen is why the world hates coons.
Well because of that, the crime rate actually went down!
Pair of goofy fucks ditch Plenty of Fish and head straight to the local discotek in search of poon.
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