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| I don’t know why, but whenever I go out drinking there’s always someone looking for a fight. Take last week, we were playing pool and having a laugh, when these other lads start looking at us. My mates said just ignore it, but I can’t. After a few more pints just after I’ve lost to Neil and my mates are taking the piss and laughing, these lads start looking again. This time I’ve had enough so I go over to see what their problem is. Of course they pretend they weren’t eyeballing me, but I know they were so I knock the biggest one out. A massive fight starts and me and my mates get arrested. Neil wasn’t too pleased as he got his nose broken (he thinks he’s god’s gift) and Kyle could lose his job. It wasn’t my fault, those lads shouldn’t have been staring at me.
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