>>11100698Let me tell you about this guy back in high school. Athletic, popular, thought he was the big man on campus, but come on, let's keep it real, he was just a little man in a big game. We started off on decent terms, not exactly besties, but we could at least chat.
Now picture this: I'm kickin' back during English class, tunes in my ears, teacher's giving me the stink eye, but you know I couldn't give two shits. Out of the blue, Mr. Big Shot decides to crack a joke my way. Can't even remember the garbage he spewed, but I shut him down, "Hey, shut up!"
After class, dude tries to pull some alpha move on me. Well, guess what? I unleash the "manlet" line on him, and he's hotter than a firecracker. Throws a chest jab my way, but guess what? I brushed that off like it was nothing. He's fuming, ready to rumble, but with the teachers circling like vultures, it's all bark, no bite.
Fast forward to the locker room before PE class. This dude's got an audience, and he's calling me out like he's the main event. It's showtime, baby. I give him a taste of my fist a couple of times, but he's got some tricks up his sleeve. He pulls me in, wrestles me down, and the rest of the crew steps in before things really blow up. Yeah, I didn't come out on top that day, but you best believe ain't nobody ever tried to "big-league" me again after that.
