I dont understand how does a fight with a stranger starts - apart from clubs ye, clubs are vile and filled with the scum of the Earth.
But when it happens with me its 90 % of the time with a friend. Like this bud, I was drinking too much at the time (a month ago) so he was like: "Dude look at you pthetic blah blah" so I jumped him, 3 peeps holding me, Im screaming **** like: "Youre a fuking *****, what man are u" ahahah then I had a fist fight with a door and a trash bin so finally I mellowed. Its just that it was a time when my knuckles were bruised on the regular from fighting furniture so I dont kill someone. I'm just naturally strong but am gooey and soft on the inside and wish everyone well really I dont mean nobody no harm. But I always speak up rather than backstab - people respond well to that. At least the ones that are worth it.
The next day we were all like: "Ye u right Im a drunk" and "Ye you're right Im a *****" "nonono I dint mean that"
good times
Theres 2 things that make you a better person - one is love, the other is fighting with friends.