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Doug... a dude I used to play hockey with that one day just got a bug up his ass and decided to start hating me.
He was the only thing I didn't like about high school.
That fucker would always wait until I was alone, like if I was walking to the building from my car in the morning, with like 3-4 of his friends and then challenge me to a fight.
I'm not stupid, so I would just tell him that if he wanted to fight me then approach me alone. He would just respond to by calling me a pussy or a bitch, so I'd just say "yah" and go to class.
One day he pulled that shit on me and my friend Michael walked by, and so I told Doug and his friends to wait outside the school and I'd be there to fight in 5 minutes.
So me and Michael rounded up all our friends, which for Michael meant the entire school's population of mexicans, and so I walked out of the school with like 30 people following me.
Doug and his 4 friends bolted fast, hopped in their Jeep and drove off. After that Doug and his friends would just give me bad looks.
But if I ever saw Doug alone - I would beat the everliving piss out of him.
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