Replying to The story of last night: FUCK GOTHS

So last night, here in montreal, im hanging out with some friends, and we try to go to a club. Me and my friend tom decide the line is too long, and were too drunk/high to wait in it. So we go back to this chicks place, and then over to another friends. The walk from the chick's to the friends is literally under two blocks. About half way, on St. Laurent (for those of you who dot know montreal, its a major major street with clubs and shit, crowded at night). we meet a party of goths, 9 or 10 of them including three chicks. One of them, out of nowhee, for no reason, pushed my buddy so hard he goes flying and lands on his back. Im drunk as shit so i dont really consider the odds, but tackle this dude and start whaling on him.
Bad decesion.
Since in terms of fighters it's 7-2, even though I'm winning with the dude im fighting, I dont get more than three or four solid blows in before his friends start kicking me. In the face. A lot. With those fucking goth combat boots. Even when I let their friend go because Im getting savagely beaten, they keep booting me in the face so I can't get up.

And thats basically my story: I got the shit kicked out of me while three more of them held my friend down. So today it hurts to chew, the works. What pisses me off is a) the odds were so uneven, b) we lost (because of a)), but more importantly, c) we didnt provoke them at all. Basically we got randomly attacked.
Fuck goths.

I dont think I told that well, but It'll do, my head aches.