not feeling too good this morning, or to proud of my story. I can tell you that this will never happen again, but I really did have to do what I had to do. We were just enjoying our late night dinner, never said a word to these guys, and they wanted to start something. We laughed at what they said to try to get us to go into the parking lot, because we weren't looking for a fight. But when we were still sitting down eating and one of the guys came up to a good friend of mine who is one of the nicest guys I know and hit the hat off his head and gave him a little shove, I felt like I had to do something. I tackled him, tried throwing a few punches, and the owner broke it up.
The owner was not mad at me nor any of my friends, because he knew we wanted no part of the fight and those guys were looking to start something. This is the first time I ever have been in a "fight" my entire life, so it's not like something I have fun doing or do a lot.
I can honestly say the morning after, now that I am hungover and sober, that I am embarassed of myself. Live and Learn.
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