Last year, I got into an urgument with some cat. The more I try to defuse the situation, the more he thinks I'm scared of him, cos I don't wanna fight and he starts talking louder and louder to impress his friends.
I'm kinda drunk, so instead of walking away, I get fed up and tell him "Okay bitch let's step outside and f*** each othe up, since you're so intent on getting stomped."
Before I even realised what's happening, I'm surrounded by four cats, two of whom are giant twins. I don't know which one, but one these f***ers landed a shot right on my left eye. One of those where even though you're drunk and can't feel it, you just know is gonna leave a mark for a while. Turns out the dudes standing outside, listening to the argument, were all this cat's cousins.
Had me rocking shades indoors for a week.
