I was a non functioning alcoholic and ran with some rough types in my late teens/early 20s and have both kicked ass and had my ass kicked. Mostly drunken barfights.
One time someone legitimately mistook me for someone else and started cussing at me, so I started cussing back and pushed him to the ground. He got up and did a really neat move actually where he faked a kick and then socked me right in the cheek, knocked me on my ass. I apologized, got up, we figured out the misunderstanding and he bought me a beer.
I drove through southern England in a camper van. A car coming the other way at a narrow part of the road stopped and the driver motioned for me to wind my window down. I stopped beside him and did so cause I thought he wanted to ask or tell me something. He punched me in the face and drove off.
To this day I have no idea what that was about, the only explanation I could come up with were my German license plates.
I’m sorry that must have sucked, but that’s a hilarious story
Luckily there isn’t much weight behind an upwards punch from a car seat. He knocked my glasses down, otherwise I was completely bewildered but unhurt.
ah, a local welcome punch. a highest honor
In some towns that makes you the mayor.
You were on the right lane 🙂
No. Most of the world drives on the right lane. The British drive on the correct lane.