[quote=fanman One of my work buddies (who happened to be black) was driving me home one day, when i saw a wigger by the side of the road. I yelled out "f#!k you, get a f#kin life!" because this friend of mine hates wiggers, he says they're wasting their lives trying to be something they're not. However, I was surprised to see that he didn't smile or laugh or anything, I asked him why. Then he pointed at the red traffic light. "Oh, sh!t!", I thought, as i saw the wigger run over. I didn't have time to wind the window up before he reached in and started choking me. I mustered all my strength in order to open the door and stand up. I couldn't get out of his grip, and it was too close to do an effective strike, so i just grabbed his throat and squeezed. However, pretty soon my friend had gotten out, pulled him off me and said we don't want no trouble. The wigger then said to him, "hey, stay cool brother, and tell yo man here to learn to keep his mouth shut". He then walked away.
Reflecting on this incident, i was quite dissappointed. I wasn't able to think clearly and was not able to use my kung fu. I will have to train harder.
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I just happened to be black like your friend. This serves absolutely no purpose. Race in the world of a true martial artist has little if any place and the concept of "wigger" is quite ignorant if not completely sophomoric. I was raised from the street and and I know how the mind works and you quite possibly deserved to be choked for disrespecting a man you never even met.
Anyway my storie is as follows:
I was sitting on my friend's front porch one saturday morning. Suddenly, a car came creeping down my block. It was my sister's ex-boyrfriend's car. as he rolled by and saw me he started shouting profanities at me and threw a beer bottle out of his car hitting my friend who was at the time mowing the lawn. My friend scoops up a rock from the sidewalk and hurls it breaking the passenger side window of the car. The car stopped and two guys got out of the backseat along with her ex. I was already angry enough to harm them and I now had a good opportunity. I assumed a decent southpawed Muay Thai stance. I began attacking and blacked out. upon returning to a rational state of mind I was shocked to find myself standing over one of the guys with my foot on his throat and my friend pulling me off. the other two were leaning up against the damaged car with dazed and idiotic expressions on their face. my fist was bleeding my eye was swollen but I fought a good fight, at least that is what my friend told me. I lost control. I was young and dumb at the time. I believe that once enlightened i realized that fights like that were not necessary. Everybody makes mistakes.
