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Wild Night...
 

I thought I might write a blog just to practice my writing skills and explain my night too everyone.

It all began on a tram to Richmond where we got McDonalds for dinner and headed off to my mates for pre-drinks before an 18th in Clayton. On the train we met two fine young ladies whom one of which was having their birthday, so we sung them happy birthday and a few of us tried to chat them up for a bit. Until we asked how old she was turning and heard 15... Jailbait.

So we finally get to Clayton Station and head to the 18th, we dance, get our drink on and have a great time until I mild scuffle breaks out between on of my mates and some other guy. It quickly escalates but we are in a group of ~12 and are way bigger than them so they complain and try to get us kicked out. After a while it gets taken outside and the kids who started everything make a speedy get away in presumably one of their parents cars. Frustrated at how they 'bitched' we decide to walk home and just forget about it when some of his mates come outside and decide they want to start something as well. We are keen to fight so we start shit talking until one of them pulls a knife. From here the fight dissipates and we begin our merry journey home. Unfortunately what we didn't realise or think of was how far a walk it was going to be... Around 17kms from Clayton to Camberwell. We begin walking at about 1am and I get home around 4:30am.

It is on this journey I discovered a lot about who my true friends were and who were likely to take a bullet or in this case knife for one another. The long walk felt like it took even longer than 3 hours and no cab would stop for us no doubt due to the size of our group. About half way there when we take a rest break we get yelled at buy some people in a car. We just yell back and tell them how awesome they're 'hektik' rims are. Then the car stops and they reverse, to my surprise about four Indians got out of the car, 2 of whom had machetes. It was at this point in particular I felt like my life flashed before my eyes. We were standing in a semi circle and so where they, we had them out numbered but they had two machetes. This stand off felt like an eternity and as one of them put the machete to my mates chest we both pushed him away and told them to go away and that there was no need for machetes. After a long discussion on how we are racist pigs even though we only mentioned they're horrible car they left and we were back on our walk.

I get home at 430am, cold exhausted and confused asking my self what exactly happened last night.

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STRAYA KUNCE YEA SMASH ***** HEADS IN YEA STRAYA YEA

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I was going to comment about the punks with the knife. But then two machetes? wtf man.. STRAYA

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**** yeah Straya!

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when you get a bit older you'll realise starting fights is stupid and for ******* retards... from experience

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**** this blog is hectic as bro. Part 2 soon aye ?

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STRAYA MOITE. I wrote this not too sound 'badass' but more to highlight how when you're in a situation like this you really realise whom is closest to you. It was truly amazing.

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lol interesting part 2 plz?

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O_O

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comment me bro

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Bad way of thinking about friendship. Starting fights on purpose just for the hell of it is ******* stupid and dangerous, case in point the people in the car, yelled at you, sure enough you think OH THERES HEAPS OF US LETS BE TOUGH AND YELL AT THEM BACK, why? you guys are putting yourselves and your mates in danger, it seems all cool and "gangsta" at the time but you do not know on what type of substances those people are and what they are or arent carrying

I've had "friends" who put me in similar situations before, friends they are no longer because your true mates dont put in dangerous situations.

Hell if you are that eager to start a fight and be a tough-rambo-doofoos-motherfuck then go to a boxing gym, tell them how much of a sick kient you are and ask to go for a couple of rounds with any of the people there in a ring, that will bring you back to your senses very quick!

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sounds like australia day in ballarat lol T.T

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i'm glad the first fight dissipated nothing good comes out fights, especially if they stem from IRLpeen issues. Well except for knowing who are the friends that have your back and thankfully you figured out without the fight even happening.

second near fight sounded like it could have been avoided and incredibly dangerous.

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That was a great story, Hansel.

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Ugh its crazy how adventuring into the wee hours can allow you to run into all the worst people in a city.

Also yeah starting fights is stupid these days its all retarded gang mentality. Like we have more mates then you so we can act like bigger dickheads. Oh wait we have big sharp things we get to act like bigger dickheads. OH WAIT WE HAVE GUNS YOU IS ALL OUR BITCHES.

I dunno... I feel like maybe in some culture somewhere fighting is still reserved for when there is a real beef between two people and it needs to get sorted. Or maybe when TWO people have a peen clash and settle it in a fight. Just the two of them, none of this our mates vs yours bullshit.

Not sayin u guys were acting like dicks in standing up for yourselves, but just don't go around acting obnoxiously and then relying on your mates to save your ass for acting obnoxiouslike!

Tbh sounds like an awesome night! :P