He was with a bunch of friends and he and his friends were outnumbered and were very clearly losing the fight (which they probably started). My friend was a drunken fool but very clearly remembers one of the guys in the other group yelling "kick him til he pukes!!!" over and over again. And my friend very clearly remembers wishing and praying and begging himself to PUKE PUKE PUKE so the beat-down would end.
Hmm...that sounds violent. Sorry if you are sensitive to that type of thing.
And sometimes when I get my monthly massage, I remember this story. And I imagine the other massage people in the corner of the room, chanting something similar to "rub it til she cries!!" My massage lady tonight found some spot on my calf that she felt she was going to work on until something magical happened. And I lay there quietly and wished and prayed and begged for that magical thing to happen. Cause if you say something - they win. So you tolerate it and you just wait. And then it gets back to feeling wonderful. I LOVE massages (especially when I win).