dogfight!

"stop taking pictures and go to the doctor!" - s. leung.

adrenaline is quite a funky thing. no pain, no common sense, no doctor, and a lot of blood. some call me a hero cuz i saved a chihuahua, i just think 我很倒霉. there's no one to blame except that damn unleashed piece of sh*t rascal pup that came flying out of the front door towards my leashed pitbull on the sidewalk. u can try to domesticate a pitbull all you want, but once those hormones and instincts kick in, he's going for the CHOMP CHOMP on the neck. i was walking didi, and a small dog comes flying out of the front porch. didi caught the mini dog by the neck and i headlocked didi to the ground screaming for him to let go. we wrestled side to side for close to 10 seconds before i jammed my hand into the jaws of death for him to let go. the mini dog ran back home. and i was left in shambles. 3 stitches on right index finger. 3 on my left arm. gashes on left knuckle. street skids on both knees. im gonna tell women at the bar i was protecting my family's honor. chicks dig that stuff. HAHA.