I'm not pot stirring Wallballz.
This reminds me of one night in particular, I was probably 17, and me and four other friends were cruising the beach looking for girls. Three of us were riding in the back of a pickup (white trash?) and we are at a light and for some reason one of the guys with me in the back starts shouting back and forth with the guy driving the van behind us. Guy in van gets out and walks up to my friend and they are jawing at each other.
So I tell the guy to take his dumb ass back inside his van. He turns all of his attention on me (I was pretty scrawny back then). He is now walking towards me. So now I'm standing up in the back of the truck shouting with this guy. Driver of my truck gets out and says we all need to drive somewhere before we get arrested on the street. So he jumps back in the van and follows us to a nearby little beach hotel.
This hotel happened to be owned by the family of another one of the guys we were with. No idea why they went there, but whatever. I figured we were about to have a good old fashioned brawl (guy in van had a few friends with him as well).
We both park and everyone piles out. Guy who owns the hotel then says that we can't fight here because his family owns it, blah blah blah.... Then out of nowhere, guy from van sucker punches me in the side of my eye. Didn't see it coming because everyone had calmed down for a moment/I was plastered. I turn to go at him and grabbed by MY friends, saying I can't fight in this parking lot. Van drives away as I am struggling to break free from my own friends, who got themselves into this mess and now stood by idly and did nothing as I got sucker punched. I had a lovely shiner for over a week.
Wally, don't be like my friends.