And he keeps on coming back for more

Some guy kept fighting me even though I usually whooped him. 

I remember tossing him  over a railing at a mall, landing him on his head.

Yet he came back for more.

We beat on each other some more and finally I said, “Let’s just stop this.”

He agreed.

In the fighting I lost a red shirt I was supposed to wear to a college reunion.


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