I've been in a little over 30 fights and can honestly say I've never lost one. However, there are 2 that I also can't honestly say that I won. So..here it goes..

When I was a Freshman at Hazelwood East High School(STL, Missouri). I was walkin down one of the massive stair columns in the middle of the school. As I was goin down the stairs some dude pushed me laughin and sayin, "Freshman Bitch". I'm no punk, so I turned around and was like, "Mother fu..." About that time I realized it was Booker T. This HUGE black dude, they gave him the nickname because of his size and something about a wrestler or somethin. Anyway, he was like, "What the fuck did you just call me?" So, I had never lost a fight before, but that was because I was always smart and never entered a fight I didnt' think I could win. So I said, "Yo man, I didn't say shit, I'm just goin to my locker". I get to my locker and get my master lock combo in pull the lock down and about that time I get smashed into my locker. He had pushed me. Well, I pretty much knew I wasn't talkin my way out of this one because he knew he had me intimidated. So I just turned around swingin. I swear I musta landed 30 blows to his face. I'm hella quick and I can hit pretty fuckin hard. It seemed like the shit wasn't phasin him in the least though. As I was punchin him he hauled back and blasted me dead in my sternum. I looked like fuckin superman flyin through the air. Well, when I get pissed off, I see nothin but red. I also feel nothin...until after the fight. So, it didn't really phase me and I just hopped right back up and threw about 30 more haymakers to his face. About that time he had hauled back and blasted me in the chest again. When he nailed me I flew back into my locker and my hand landed on my lock. So I pulled it off and commenced to bash his head with it. I swear, this kid just started barely goin down. Did the whole lean over, then drop to one knee, then drop to the other knee, then hit the fuckin ground thing. I couldn't fuckin believe it, kid was a beast. I started to stomp him while he was on the ground then figured my best bet would be to just get the hell out of there. As I was runnin out the door I turned back only to see him standin back up. Fucked my shit all up....I woke up the next morning and my entire chest was a fuckin bruise. It hurt to breathe...About a week later I ran into him again in the hallway(There's over 3600 kids at the school, so that kinda shit doesn't happen often). I couldn't even speak, didn't know what to say. He just looked at me, then kept walkin. I was so glad lol, I didn't have any locks around and he for sure woulda beat my ass that time.

The second one happened at a party.

I went with my step-brother and his friends to a party in South County. I don't know shit about South County or the people there, so I try to keep my cool when I'm around. But this one dude just kept walkin around actin like he was hard and it was startin to erk my nerves. He was literally walking around pointing at people sayin, "I could kick your ass and I could kick your ass". Worst thing was he wasn't even drunk or nothin. So he walks up to me and points at me...well I replied, "Trust me...you couldn't." About that time he's askin me if I'm willing to back it up. So, of course I said yes. We go out in front of the house that the party was at and this mother fucker goes into Snake Kung Fu fighting stance. I was thinking...what the fuck did I just get myself into. This was only about a year ago, so by this time I already had my 1st Degree black belt in Tae Kwan Do, my brown belt in Karate, had learned bootleg Mui Tai Kickboxing from my cousin(He went to classes and taught me what he learned basically), and my brother had already taught me the shit he learned in Basic and Advanced Marine Corps Hand To Hand Combat Training. He'd also shown me a little of what he learned in Special Forces and Sniper Hand To Hand Combat Training. On top of that, I was on the Varsity Wrestling Team in High school...so I wasn't ill prepared. I just didn't know if Snake Kung Fu was the only form he knew. Well, if you don't know about Snake Kung Fu, there aren't punches involved. You hold your hands with your fingers and thumbs bunched in a point(Kinda looks like a snake's head) and you strike at vital areas/pressure points. Well, my step-brother and his friends said it looked like a demonstration, lol. We both came out royally fucked up. I would go into detail about the fight, but I don't think you'd know what I was talkin about when I said I went from a Torando Roundhouse into a Sweep, etc. It wasn't pretty by any means. We're actually pretty good friends now....whenever we see each other of course.

Those are probably the only two times that I didn't get my ass kicked, but definitely took a hurtin.