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I stand in front of him, shirtless, blood still dripping down my front and back, carved and whipped and beaten and I calmly explain a few things to him, like about if there's anything he can do to me that I could possibly still feel this evening. I offer him a fair swing, and he declines, saying he has to load up his van. I offer to help, and start loading band equipment into the van.Once all the equipment is loaded, we're standing on the street in front of the apartment. I'm like, "We're all done here, we're good to go buddy, let's do this,"
My girlfriend comes out and asks me if the next time I want to challenge someone to a fight, can I not do it in the middle of the street, with my shirt off, covered in blood.
Wait, what other way is there to challenge someone to a fight?