• have you ever been in a fight?
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every day of my life is a fight against liberal scum, feminazis and obongo supporters.
Yeah when I was a dumb kid. [IMG]http://jaanus.cc/innufight1.JPG[/IMG][img]http://jaanus.cc/innufight4.JPG[/img]
Back in highschool, there was this one obnoxious dickhead who was obnoxious to pretty much everyone. He especially disliked me because my father was one of the football coaches for the pee-wee park district football, and he and I were both on that team. He decided to take it out on me instead, years later. So during practice he was talking a lot of shit. Knowing him, he's way more bark than bite, so I scoffed at him trying to challenge me and went about my regular routine. After we got let out of practice, he jumped me. Clocked in the back of my head when I wasn't looking. The rest was a blur, but afterward I had a black eye and he had a broken nose and a missing tooth. Of course zero tolerance bullshit made sure that no one got let off the hook despite there being about 40 witnesses in the locker room. I remember one of my friends decided to get the head coach's attention so it could get broken up before any lasting damage could be done.
I've gotten into two fights so far....both fights resulted in me getting my arse kicked :suicide:
I've only been in one once, in first grade these 2 dicks had me come over to the back of the playground and this third dick hit me from behind and knocked me over and they started punching me, I kicked one of them in the face from the ground and he got a bloody nose. The kid started crying and ran away and his friends ran after him, then he told the lunch aid I beat HIM up, and she believed him and I got in trouble, even though all he had was a bloody nose and I had that and a bunch of bruises, and I was limping. The lunch aid was pretty enormously fat too
I used to get bullied a lot. I'm 6"3 now and 18 stone. I haven't even had a dirty look thrown at me since my first and only encounter where I fought back.
[QUOTE=Danger;40574627] 18 stone.[/QUOTE] uwotm8?
[QUOTE=Minimal;40576909]uwotm8?[/QUOTE] 252lb / 114kg Unless you're just calling me fat.
[QUOTE=Recurracy;40568596]Kicking someone in the balls is fucking low, 'specially if girls do it.[/QUOTE] Aye. Only go for the nads if you're in danger.
yes
I was in 8th grade, this asshole 6th grader was such a douchebag to me and everyone around him, even to the upperclassmen. Nobody liked that little twat, fucking hated that kid. Every time he made fun of me or does something to me, I try not to do anything and ignore it. But this one time, after school, I walked past the little nigger and his friend, he bumps into me forcefully, almost knocking me into the busy street to oncoming traffic, and walks off without saying a word. I turn around, punch him in the back of the head three times then shove my foot up his ass as hard as I could. I walk off, he turns around redfaced crying like a baby, shouting obscenities at me. I fucked up my hand, pinky hurt like a bitch, it's all good now. Few days later, everyone was thanking me for beating the little fuckmuffin up. Worth it. Then in Freshman year of high school, I went to hang with some friends on Halloween at our elementary school playground. Little shitdick and his friends were there holding cartons of eggs. The cockface comes up to me all tough holding an egg in his hand. I'm thinking, "Boi, if his motherfucker throws that egg at me imma slap his shit so hard." He comes up right in my face and says, "I remember you." "You want something, kid?" "Nah, nothing." He walks off, him and his friends proceed to throw the eggs at the school. Damn kids. The last I heard of him, he went to a better high school than me. I hope he isn't a little shit anymore. This was the first and only "fight" I've been in.
I've Gotten I couple Fights in my School Days. In a way you kinda didn't do anything wrong in that situation, besides saying a yo momma joke (I DID That a lot in School) To Someone as A Joke or Just a Insult. Who knows what that kid goes through at home. Not Throwing Punches back takes maturity.
Yes, when I was in 8th Grade I was thrown into a few scraps. Of course I won.... sometimes :/.
[QUOTE=Mka0207;40578148]I've Gotten I couple Fights in my School Days. In a way you kinda didn't do anything wrong in that situation, besides saying a yo momma joke (I DID That a lot in School) To Someone as A Joke or Just a Insult. Who knows what that kid goes through at home. Not Throwing Punches back takes maturity.[/QUOTE] I think you may have accidentally that sentence
Last real fight I had was 8 years ago, when I was 12. A kid in school was always making fun of me so I just grabbed him by the hair and pulled. Next thing I knew I had a hand full of hair, literally.
I only got in fights in primary school. Just doesn't happen any more since I refuse to go outside.
It was 8th grade, I had just broken 6ft in height and was swimming in baby fat and disdain for the world around me. I was having a rotten no-good day for some reason, and when I went to Spanish class, This shrimpster peanut mcGee turned around in his seat and called me ugly for like the seventh time that week. I decided enough's enough, and proceeded to pulverize him. Chronologically it went: 1. I leap from my chair and grab him by the collar in a single action 2. I punch his eye off 3. I slam his head into a desk 4. I throw him on the counter behind me really hard 5. Mr. Diaz finally notices and asks "hey is everytihng ok over there?" 6. I get back in my seat, the kid runs off I never got in trouble for my actions. At lunch that day I was overcome by remorse and as I sit on the verge of tears, the 2 buffest kids in school approach me wanting to get vengeance for their friend, the kid I beat up. They never follow through, opting instead to go away with empty promises of "You havent seen the last of US, Ramirez! [I]We'll be back![/I] We're comin for[I] you[/I]!" It's been about 6 or so years and the dude now works at burger king and various other places. At the time of the attack he was rambunctious and egotistical, but now, I say hello and he does not speak. His face is stamped with a morose, verge-of-anguish frown at all times. He remains the height he was at the time, about 5'1". Today I am 6'5". I am Mexican-Irish. There is nothing in my bloodline that permits this kind of stature, every member of my family all the way back to mesozoic times was short or of average build. My father was 5'11" at his peak, my mother 5'4". It is my belief that on that fateful day, every blow I landed on that poor boy was an inch he never grew. An inch that was instead granted to me. For standing up to bullying. EDIT: about a year later one of those buff kids managed to set my house on fire. It was extinguished before anything beyond antique furniture was scorched.
[QUOTE=ramirezoid;40578401]About a year later one of those buff kids managed to set my house on fire..[/QUOTE] Who the hell sets someones house on fire because you simply put a punk in his place? Did he get caught, and if so, how long was his sentence?
I fought a couple times in Elementary and Jr. High, but nothing major. It's really hard to piss me off to the point where I want to punch your teeth in, but even in those situations I do my best to restrain myself.
was close to a few times, not sure if I regret not doing so. I think for the most part it's actually a healthy experience to get that over with when you're young. I mean chances are you're going to get in a fight or two in your life
Been in too many to remember unfortunately, an x-ray of my ribs would probably look like a box of legos. Not that the other guys came out any better.
According to my dad, I was having bully problems back in the day. I talked to him about it and he sarcastically told me to beat the bully up. Of course, I didn't realise he was being sarcastic. The bully didn't bother me again.
[QUOTE=ramirezoid;40578401]It was 8th grade, I had just broken 6ft in height and was swimming in baby fat and disdain for the world around me. I was having a rotten no-good day for some reason, and when I went to Spanish class, This shrimpster peanut mcGee turned around in his seat and called me ugly for like the seventh time that week. I decided enough's enough, and proceeded to pulverize him. Chronologically it went: 1. I leap from my chair and grab him by the collar in a single action 2. I punch his eye off 3. I slam his head into a desk 4. I throw him on the counter behind me really hard 5. Mr. Diaz finally notices and asks "hey is everytihng ok over there?" 6. I get back in my seat, the kid runs off I never got in trouble for my actions. At lunch that day I was overcome by remorse and as I sit on the verge of tears, the 2 buffest kids in school approach me wanting to get vengeance for their friend, the kid I beat up. They never follow through, opting instead to go away with empty promises of "You havent seen the last of US, Ramirez! [I]We'll be back![/I] We're comin for[I] you[/I]!" It's been about 6 or so years and the dude now works at burger king and various other places. At the time of the attack he was rambunctious and egotistical, but now, I say hello and he does not speak. His face is stamped with a morose, verge-of-anguish frown at all times. He remains the height he was at the time, about 5'1". Today I am 6'5". I am Mexican-Irish. There is nothing in my bloodline that permits this kind of stature, every member of my family all the way back to mesozoic times was short or of average build. My father was 5'11" at his peak, my mother 5'4". It is my belief that on that fateful day, every blow I landed on that poor boy was an inch he never grew. An inch that was instead granted to me. For standing up to bullying. EDIT: about a year later one of those buff kids managed to set my house on fire. It was extinguished before anything beyond antique furniture was scorched.[/QUOTE] You're cool, man.
When I was 16 I was once at a big football(soccer) cup in Denmark and we were done with the matches(we lost big time). We were at the "disco"(just a big hall with a lot of people and loud music and lasers and shit crammed into it). And a friend of mine was just dancing having fun and stuff when he accidentaly bumped into som british ginger kid. The kid went up all up in his face and i know that my buddy is weak as shit, so i got infront of the shithead ginger kid and left my buddy out of this. I swear these was his excact words " If ya don move ya boddy over there, I might have to take ya oot aswell". And I was standing there thinking" I have never been in a fight in my entire life.... shit". At that point my adrenaline was pumping. Ginger kid tried to push me away to get to my buddy and when he touched me I reacted and flung my fist into his gut and he went down. His friends started to walk towards me as they saw that i took their friend down but luckily the guards saw the excact moment he touched me and thought it was just self def. So they got thrown out, I got laid(not because of the fighting part)
I avoid physical fights because I can usually beat people with words. I got in one fight in high school because a group of thugs were giving this asian guy a hard time, I told them to leave and they didn't so I picked the next one to talk to throw my drink at then he came at me swinging (he didn't land a hit) I got a single shot on his brow before everyone around broke it up. They left him alone after that. Last Halloween I was at a party drunk and I was telling people that the party sucked so a group of 3 guys had a problem with it (one if them being the bf of the host). They hated the shit out of me and wanted to talk, but I have a drunken habit of stirring people up and they wanted to kick my ass, that's about time my friends dragged me home.
No, but I've gotten jumped and beaten up by people for no reason at school before.
No, I probably wouldn't fight unless I was truly provoked. Being said, people don't fuck with dudes who have afros.
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This one bloke called me a fooking coont so I bashed his teeth in
Tons, because I'm that kind of guy who apparently attracts a lot of shitheads who want to fight me, even if I'm minding my own business. ...or it might be the fact that I wrestle and stuff like that.
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