Somewhere far, far away from your Pseudo-Mother that you've known since you were 6th years, and who you sort of like. Last time I got in a fight, She tried to break it up. The other guy was still all amped up, and I really didn't want her to get tagged from a swing meant for me.
"Ryan! Stop this instant! Theres nothing good that can come from this! He's not worth it." (Granted, he started the fight)
"Eh..."
*She grabs my arm, forces it to my side, and locks the arm together, as if we were some sort of married couple*
"Come with me, now."
Probably one of the most awkward feeling i have ever had. Adrenaline pumping, heart pounding, and yet somehow pacified as we walked away.
With regards to a knife fight... It really isnt worth it. It's a lose-lose thing. Don't believe me?
Get a friend, and both of you put on some sort of Disposable, white, longsleeve somethings. Get 2 Sharpie pens, and use them as knives. Fight. You'll find that even if you have determined a winner, both of you are still probably "Suffering" from pretty substantial gashes. Typically, if you're in a fight, dont use weapons unless
A. You are 100% certain that yours is bigger, and you can use it effectively
B. He is about to do DRASTIC harm to something or someone
or
C. You really, really want to.