The Scruffy Irish Boy and the Mad Russian
Now before I go on you must understand my appearence. I’m about 5"9", 150 lbs. A little skinny punk with messy hair, that no one expects to have any physical prowess what so ever. So anyways there’s this new senior at my school. A Russian guy, who moved to my school recently. He says how Russians are the dominant race. He said they could beat any race. He said Russians would never lose to an Irishman. You’d expect I’d want to box his ears in a second, but this would only proove all Irish steriotypes, so I waited until I could find a civilized way to challange and best him. So one day the Marines visited my school with a chin up challange. If you did a certain amount of chin ups, you’d get some form of Marine paraphernalia. His turn was up, he did 25, not much but he’s a mass guy not a pound fer pound guy like me. He said top that, alas I only completed 20…with my right arm. So I suppose I didn’t win, for he completed more than I did. But he never calls me a mick or paddy no more, so it’s an even tie =)
