My first ever real fight ended this way. I was eleven. My opponent had already kneed my nuts into my throat and punched me in the face and stomach. I was laying on the ground, completely done. Just to make sure there was no doubt that he had beaten me, he stomped my boyhood flat to finish me off. Needless to say, I never had the balls to fight him again.
My first ever real fight ended this way. I was eleven. My opponent had already kneed my nuts into my throat and punched me in the face and stomach. I was laying on the ground, completely done. Just to make sure there was no doubt that he had beaten me, he stomped my boyhood flat to finish me off. Needless to say, I never had the balls to fight him again.
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