@Silverchild79,
While out jogging, I passed a walker. He shouted, "Fascist pig!" I spun around and screamed, "Communist!" He punched me, I hit the deck, and got pulled to my feet by another runner who suddenly appeared. He kicked the walker in the head, hollering, "Long live Bush!" As the walker fell, three more walkers appeared, and started throwing rocks at us, shouting, "Down with fascism! Down with Bush! End fascism now!" Ten more runners came around the corner and joined in. Rocks, bottles and blood flew everywhere. Hundreds of walkers and runners went at it, toe-to-toe. One side hollered, "LONG LIVE JOSEPH STALIN!!!!!!! GO, WARD CHURCHILL, GO!!!!!!", while the other screamed, "VIVA GENERALISIMO FRANCO!!!!! VIVA FRANCO!!!! VIVA LA FALANGE ESPANOLA!!!!!!!" Soon the cops arrived and got pummelled. Next came the Texas National Guard, and hosed us all down with machineguns firing rubber bullets. It hurt. Later, the Mayor called me. He said, "There'll be no more jogging or walking until we get this political hooliganism under control." I bristled with resentment, and said, in my best Clint Eastwood voice, "A man's gotta know his limitations, and you, Punk, ain't gonna stop us fascists from jogging."