My first fist fight

So there I was minding my own business when I crawled by a mirror and saw this kid just staring at me. "What are you looking at tough guy?" I scowled. But he just mimicked me like the juvenile monkey that he is. "Oh REAL mature buddy. Grow up!" But he just wouldn't drop it. "Fine! You want a piece of this? COME AND GET IT!" We both charged at each other. There was a bit of a scuffle. A brouhaha you might say. In the end I cut my nose on the edge of the mirror. My first war wound! That's ok though. You should have seen the other guy.

Trust me, you don't wanna mess with this big boy.