When it comes to my neighbor, I usually have a fit. He irritates the hell out of me and he's a chicken ****. He has wild parties that last until 3 A.M. I'm sick of having to put up with him. When I went to his house one night, I made the mistake of challenging him to a fight. When he showed up for the fight, the wimp brought along four other guys. He talks tough but when it comes to being a chicken ****, he takes the prize. Showing up with four other men made him feel empowered. I got my *** handed to me but unlike him, I'm not a coward. All five of them beat the crap out of me and they made me eat their fists. Now I have to gum my food because my teeth are gone and sorely missed. But at least I was able to land one very hard punch. I hit my neighbor in the belly and he lost his lunch. It didn't take long to realize something that I'm not ashamed to admit. I got the living hell beat out of me but at least I'm not a chicken ****.