P.T.S.D (Post Thanksgiving Special Delivery)

"Remind me again not to ever piss you off..." - Angel/CoWorker


1:40 second round TKO by punches. No submissions. Used a full mount and had to eat a right before coming down with the rain. It lasted a good 20 seconds before he gave up and dropped his hands. Once he ate a good left and some elbows it was over. There was blood, but it wasn't mine. Fair to say though he took me down twice. Not hard enough because I instantly locked that ass in guard and worked from there. I had the first round and the second was mine as well. Job done, party over.

So, what have we learned from all of this? Some still and will knuckle up to squash a beef. Most muhfuckas these days shoot first, but I'm not a muhfucka now am I? Before some of yall go and look for some way to shoot down what just happened, lemme remind yall one thing:

I never said I was against unity and the spirit of brotherhood and all that. I never said I was part of any cycle that's killing black men off the face of the earth.

What I said was I have a beef with a former friend, and because of this he and I both chose to fight to settle it. Not some in the streets shit either, somewhere controlled so one doesn't have to grieve over the other. No one gets a call home saying that their man ain't coming. Being almost 30 you learn to overcome and overlook alot of shit. Everyday? I don't think so, even in my young years.

Now it's over, and it's back to reality. Whether we can have a beer and watch football is beyond me. Yet there's a big part of me that's been trying to move on, and now I can.

Hope turkey day was aight for yall, I worked and yeah I was there 15 hours. (You care? Save me a plate)

I'm out
The SoD