I've been about 5 or 6 fights. Lost about half of them. I don't fight anymore, unless I really have to in like a self-defense situation. Fighting for the hell of it is fucking pointless.
I often was a victim of xenophobic attacks since i'm an immigrant.
Most of the time i was outnumbered by stronger opponents.
But this one time i punched a kid in the face so hard he cried.
There was this kid named Said (pronounced Sai-eed). He kept talking bad things about me to my girlfriend (whom I had been with for almost 7 months.) Well, it got annoying, because we both knew he was only trying to find a reason for me to fight him.
The reason? Because I thought he was an annoying person.
I ended up arguing with him on the street in front of her house one day, and I just hit him. I grabbed his hood (because he didn't bother taking it off, it was totally fair. Also, note that I was wearing a [i]leather jacket[/i]. These are [i]thick[/i] and hard to move in.)
Well, as I was holding his head down I started to punch him on the top part of his head, and he got a random shot to my nose. I tried doing the knee-to-face technique but he pulled me to the ground. As he started to hit me in the back of the head, I pushed myself away and mounted so that my knees held down his arms. I wailed on his face about 4 times, and he covered with his hands. I then continued to wail to his chin area, when my friend Jessica came running and pushed me off telling us to "stop, break it up."
This was over a year ago, when I was 17. He still wants to get back at me, for something he started. The only real damages done were that his forehead was cut open from my first shot,and it turned purple for about a week, and my nose was sore for a few days.
Also, I agree with StrongRection. Fighitng is rather pointless, because you don't solve shit.
/end ramble.
I've been close to a fight a few times, but i have never actually threw punches, i'm not tough enough for that ;)
I've been In many fights. Lost a couple. I'm lucky im tall and have good reach.
Nope, i'm a good guy.
A few, most of them aren't very serious though.
I love the sound it makes when you give someone a good fucking kick to the chest when they're on the ground. Makes a cool, hollow sound, unless you crack a rib.
I call BS. You've probably not done that more than once.
...MAYBE twice.
I once got a swing set and swung it toward this kid's mouth. His braces broke and his mouth and nose started to bleed. He was escorted to the nurses office and went home after wards.
I didn't even get in trouble. :smug:
Wrestling matches
no, Word and negociation can (99.9% of the time if used correctly) end a conflict
Some mexiacan "cholo" was following me around calling me Mr. Blackie. I gave him one of those hand heel punches and he went straight into a tree. One of my favorites.
Yes, my friend flying kicked him and he went down.
Back in my highschool days I got in quite a few fights (almost always not my fault). The people that went to school with me were actual fucking morons who thought they were all professional UFC fighters. This one bad clique would always go around actually beating people up, although NONE of them could actually fight, they always just jumped people as a group. One day while walking through the halls, the whole group was walking together and basically pushing people out of the way like massive assholes. I finally decided enough is enough (the day before they sent a kid to the hospital) and told my two friends to follow my lead basically, they have the same morals as me so they knew right away what I was thinking. Me and my two friends step out into the middle of the hall, basically forcing them to stop in front of us. The "leader" as I would call it steps forward and tells me to move before my he turns my face to mush. I called him out on it in front of EVERYONE in the hallway (atleast 20 kids nearby), told him to swing the first punch and see what happens.
Like a stupid fuck, he does throw the punch, I take a step backward and move away from this runt trying to hit me. Without even taking a second to think of a good plan, I push the fucker as hard as I can into his group of friends and they all get scattered. The next thirty or so seconds consisted of me and my two best mates beating the shit out of 8 of these fucks. As soon as I pushed the one guy, my two friends lept into action and just started fucking everything up, probably the best day of my entire highschool days. The rest of the year they stopped randomly jumping kids and learned their lesson, made me feel like a real hero!
Also I remember the day after graduation I ran into the "leader" of the group at the mall, he had 2 of his friends with him while I was all by myself (you can already see where this is going). The fucker tries to jump me INSIDE of the mall, I literally picked him up off the ground and dumped him right on his head on the concrete floor. His two friends just stared at me in disbelief, he sucker punched me twice from behind and I stumbled forward a couple of feet. As I was turning around I could hear him running for me so I immediately ducked down and grabbed his legs and lifted him literally straight up then straight back down to the ground. Knocked him out COLD. His friends had to go grab the mall security to call for an ambulance afterwards.
tl;dr Me and my two mates beat the shit out of a group of 8 fuckwads who thought they were tough shit in front of everyone in the hallway at school. Hoorah.
Yep and I am good at fighting
Some in 6-7th grades, I punched 2 guys from 8th grade.
This one guy said I was a dick , so I thought Im all gangsta beat up shit yo.Went to this guy and said : Did you called me a dick ? , he said : Yea , I said : Are you sure ? , he said : Yes, then I took few punches to him , that pretty much was it.
Then the other guy , everyone called him gay , then one day I took a punch at him , then he took swing at me ( a powerful one ) but I got head down and my friends hold him. Then next day a guy from my class was trying to be a badass and asked from him : I give you 10 seconds then u choose face or stomach. - this was a bad idea . He started counting and at five he hit to the stomach and then this " gay " just fucking brutally punches him down and starts beating him up , noone didnt call him gay anymore.And he started going to gym and looked like fucking meat mountain
Oh also I have had some drunken fights but I dont know much bout these
Yeah, it was some stupid fight in school when I was young. A teacher grabbed me and held me still while the other guy hit me in the face. Seems like I blacked out considering I was suddently on the floor.
[QUOTE=Otsegolation;18890842]I love the sound it makes when you give someone a good fucking kick to the chest when they're on the ground. Makes a cool, hollow sound, unless you crack a rib.[/QUOTE]
Way to literally kick people while they're down.
no, i just run away xD
i can't fight at all. though i do hang around with friends who can
No. I'm a 5'3" girl. Getting in any fight would be stupid of me.
quite a few
No and I am glad. It probably wouldn't end very well, I'm not going to brag.
[QUOTE=JoeSkylynx;18879240]I use cheap tatics to win fights. It's hilarious when someone tries to do their gang banger fighting position and you drop kick them as hard as you can in their knee. Ah...Good times.[/QUOTE]
thier is no such this as cheap shots in a fight.
I fought once. It was a tie.
[QUOTE=oyotnas;18895386]thier is no such this as cheap shots in a fight.[/QUOTE]
This man speaks the truth. In a street fight, ANYTHING goes. One time a guy was literally JUST trying to kick me in the nuts whenever we started throwing punches from close range. I ended it with a knee to his thigh which caused him to go down on one knee, a straight downward right hand sent him to the ground finally.
When I was walking around, I decided to read this guy's mind, and the fucker was thinking bad thoughts about me, so I double-flipped and karate kicked him in the face. He now has brain-damage and won't be thinking about anything ever again.
Some idiot kid I know, he's a bit mental, he hits his sister, tries to beat up random people, and shows his middle fingers to toddlers on the street and yells teh f-word, pretty (it might seem) badass,
when his parents came to my house (my parents and his parents are friends) he started picking on me (hes one year older) he punched me, and I beat the crap out of him. :) When his father came in and saw me punching him in the face over and over while he cried his father lauphed so hard and asked him where his "bravery" and "strength" that he bragged about was now.
Pretty epic.
Yes. I won. :smug:
I threw him to the ground and he hit his head. It must have really hurt because he started tearing.
I said "Oh shit sorry" :ohdear: and I helped him up.
I'm in a fight right now with the Australian Public.
I'm losing.
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