I was also that crazy shit that would laugh at any time you hit him then grab what ever is available to beat you with. When I was in middle school I was the only Catholic in a neighborhood dominated by neo-nazis, and even the seniors avoided picking fights with me, because I was exactly the kind of guy to do what Tyler Durdan did to the mobster. IE, get the shit kicked out me and and laugh about it while doing my best to bleed all over my opponent until I got him to ground.
When you can scare the shit out a crack-head enough to make him back down, you know are crazy.
When you can scare the shit out a crack-head enough to make him back down, you know are crazy.