Here Today... Gone To Hell!

So I was wondering..
How many of you have been in a "real" fights?
What were the reasons, and the consiquenses?

So I have been into loads of milder bar-fights, but nothing really serious until last night

there was this guy, ex-bf of my friends gf so he was gonna beat the girl up and I'm having this thing about helping girls in need. So first I handle things real cool at the bar and the ex-bf was thrown out but the f*cker waited for us an hour outside the bar

There was some name calling, he was calling the girl whore and stuff (And I asked him was he right or left handed since I'm gonna break his arm) so when he grabbed my friend I released three punches snapped fast on his jaw, then we went to some outta style wrestling on the street..

I got him pinned under me and started pounding his face.. then I thought he'd had enough I left him lying there and I go and fetch my jacket since I took it off when the fight started.. so the guy attacks me once more, and I see the cops closing so I just try to avoid being hit and take a nasty cut on the side of my skull, then the cops take the guy down and take my details.

So now I'm waiting for the law suit (I'm sure he'll have set charges on me) but I'm he won't bother the girl anymore (at least if he knows whats good for his health) And while I hate the new sides in me I'm glad I took him down and the girls wasn't hurt.

Other than that I think I'm gonna lay off drinkin and hope there ain't any lawsuit waiting.

The only two fights I've been in since school were when I was jumped by 7 guys outside bar, and the other I was punched by two guys in the toilets of a pub.

I'm a wuss though, I dunno why they don't fight one on one.

I'm a nice guy, no one wants to fight with me. Never been in a situation I couldn't talk my way out of.

I used to get in troubles as a teenager, but not anymore.
I might argue with people, but no, not fights anymore..

I've been in two (that wern't just pushing and shoving), and I got beaten shitless both times. One was by some pike with a plank of wood at the station, and the other was with some guy who jumped me from behind and battered the crap out of me while about eight of his mates stood around telling me to 'watch it'.

Fucking pricks.

Us moderators are so hard, we should set up a protection agency...

Anyway, there's no such thing as a one on one fight where I live, because even if you do 'win', you just get kiled the next time you're out and about. About every fucking chav around knows a guy who's the brother of a friend of the hardest kid in the city.

Sorry man, this made me chuckle. I hope you got splinters.

goth

No. No I didn't

And yeah, well, I was like...14/15 at the time.

I had to use my friggin arm to shield my...everything. Ugh. I escaped with a few cuts.

It's a long story and one typical of the 'I've got mates who are bigger than you so respect me' bullshit that is oh so typical of the England that we live in at the moment. I'm not fucked to go into it.

We should employ D.

And mikeguilininywoo.

They can be the front, doing the dirty stuff, and we can be the brains behind the operation.

"T'is is the brains of th' operation?"

Makes me laugh every fucking time. If you don't get it you're not really Irish. It's all one country to me.

I don't get it.

I think we've ruined this thread. Or at least you did. People find me homouress, and attractive. You, they just don't like you.

You two should fight. We could film and sell it. :greedy:

The Irish Drunk vs The Gothic Rookie.





/jarmo

Ahh man, if this goth thing catches on I'm going to have to bash some heads together. I can't even spell goth, let alone be one.

It's from Father Ted you stupid fool. You don't know anything.

And anyway, in my eyes, if a thread advances to another subject that is on the same wavelength...It's all cool. What I mean is if I'm ever involved in an off-topic discussion then it's all good.

Anyway, when's this fight happening? (That's on topic, right?)

If I fight, it'll be against those lousy democrats, and their absurd foreign polocies, and Bryan Adams, he's a right cunt.

To be sure, to be sure, to be sure.

I'm as Irish as a punt.

i used to get in a lot in highschool, but not anymore... now i just dont give a shit

im not tryin to boast or be smug but people have seen me box and they know that i know how to grapple so most people avoid me when i get pissed off.


i have been in three fights, one dude i grabbed by the neck he grabbed my neck i punched him inthe nose end of fight.

2nd guy i beat up in high school and threw in a trash can

3rd guy threw a rock and hit me in the head, i punched him twice and held him up against a wall by his throat till he turned blue.


in school i was the trading licks champion, id give people 5 to 1 and usually win within two licks as i have for some reason been blessed with really strong and great two handed punching power.

i was gonna get into some local tough man/no holds barred events where i live but im a nice guy, i cant fight people for the hell of it, i have to be in a situation where i have no choice and most of the time once i start runnin my mouth people back off, so i havent really had to fight anyone in a long time basically cause of my reputation.



my friends think im crazy and have a screw loose, when i play ball i dive on the concrete, dive out in gravels, in bleachers for loose balls, i have severely sprained my ankle to where it has popped very loud and i will jump back up and keep running, plus i never get tired, so most people think im like a lunatic, off my rocker, psycho type guy

but im actually very friendly. i have a whole lot of heart i never quit or give up. 
im a big guy but im fast as hell.

I've only been in one fight, and that was when I was in third grade.? The girl was actually my friend at the beginning of the school year, but when she found out that I was poor, she stopped hanging out with me.? Anyway, during the last hour of class one day, she started harassing me about what I was wearing, so when the teacher walked out of the room I walked over to her desk and slapped her face. We fought for like 30 seconds. I'm not sure who won, because it was one of those fast cat fights.? ::) But, we made up the next day.

few years ago some asshole stabbed me with a knife and i almost lost a finger, thank god that with some great surgery i didn't lost that..  :'(  ;)

I'd hate to meet you in a fight D ;)

Anyway no call from the cops so I guess I'm off the hook.

Once I came to a situation where this guy was forcing a girl to kiss him and was aggressive, but no fight there since he took one look at my knuckles which were broken since I've had my therapy session with a punching bag and I didn't have a pair of gloves back then..

So he was about to call his friends and beat me up with a crowd, but I made a call to a friend of mine, who called a bouncer who happens to be the finnish kickboxing champion back in 2002. He actually beat up three guys who attacked him with a knife, so he's a tough one.

So the raper didn't dare to attack me, and I told that if his friends aren't here soon he'll wake up in a hospital-bed, so he decided to run off

I wish it would be always that easy :)

Now I just have to be careful when I hit the bar next time since there's some bad blood for sure

Aren?t you from somewhere Pohjanmaa?

no -> joensuu

That's exactly why I try to avoid that shit, I don't want to have to stress out because of it. Of course it makes a difference whether you're living in a big city or a small town. One-time stands are also nicer in a bigger city, because you're less likely to run into the person again if you don't want to.

I just thought Pohjanmaa has a long tradition using knives in fights..

Who?s from Pohjanmaa?  ???

I didn't know they offered that at the local community college........... :o........

How much for tuition?

EDIT - That's not very funny is it?

That'd be me :) No knives though, but a guy I know got from an ax

I remember about two years ago, I was drunk - very out of character - and was at the beach with friends at night. It was nice, I was lying on a bench with my head on the lap of some random girl I found with nice lips, talking about Gn'R, as it happens, but then my friend Scott angered someone and there was a gang of people after us, so we fled. I apparently ran down the car park shouting 'I'm Scott! I'm Scott!', which probably didn't help me. I ended up being chased by a guy on his bike, who caught up with me and brought me back to his mates to apologise, but I inexplicably chose to hit him in the side of the face, the moment I saw all his friends approaching. Probably not the best move.

 Anyway, the short ending is that I told them my name was Janet, and they beat me up.

About a year ago I had a friend that was doing som sneek stuff to me, so I confrunted him about it and well thing got a little heated and he end up getting knocked out

Memememe!
I spend my childhood/most of my teens at the heart of it all:) First in Sein?joki-region? and then Vaasa.
I don't recall seeing a single good ol' fashioned knife-brawl. Perhaps it's a dying tradition.
Lots and lots of saatanan ?rsytt?vi? punaniskajuntteja though:)

I got a fairly decent beating from this pissed off gypsy when i was around 15. I was? ?dumbed earlier on thatsame night and ended up acting like a complete asshole, punched the friend of the guy who'd then proceed to kick my assso I had it coming.
Boy what a fun night that was.
...well,nah.

Yup, you?re the one I was thinking.. 
I remember you fooled me pretty well in Finland-thread. Grrr..

well lets see..so many to choose from..well one time my mom went away to england and gave my sister the key to her house and my mom said i could stay there for a bit and when i came home my sister wanted the key back but i wouldnt give it to her so we started fighting..punching and kicking stuff like that my dad had to come and pry us apart..nothing came out of it though..just the satisfaction of kicking my sisters ass..hmm once i got in a fight with my sister and my dad but i'm not going to say what i did because you all will think i'm crazy as everyone else did but i'll just say this, the first fight got me arrested as did the second one but the second time i had to spend the night in jail got charged and had to go to court about 4 times..so yep..those are my fights..they are many more but they are just arguements.

Last weekend didn't work out so well, I managed to get into some badmouthing with a pack of imigrants, which ended in one of them attacking my friend.

I broke him loose and he grabbed me, that's when his five or six friends joined, I managed to give the guy I was wrestiling a good hit after he gave me a knee on my ribs and he went on his knees, I dunno how bad it went but he was out for the rest of the fight and I remember thinking I'm going to get beat up bad and I'll take as many down before it happens.

Good thing is that the cops were close and took me to lock-up.

It get's better, the guy who attacked us (even if this case leading to this was clearly evenly both of ours fault) pressed charges on me for the fight and racism, even if I said nothing racist or that there wasn't anything like that involved in the bad mouthing. So I'll see on thursday how it goes at my hearing, but the guy sure is only after money since he pressed chrages at my friend too (whos name I really can't recal ;)) and who wasn't involved in anything at the fight, altho he was getting up and joining the fight when cops got involved.

Been in a few fights, but not too many the last couple of years. I';m a good girl now  :yes: Plus, if I'm out with my husband, he's the one who gets into the fight, because some boys have this thing about slapping girls  :hihi: But as I said before, I'm on a better behavior these days and I had some anger management (breathe in breathe out). I think my social skills are better these days anyway, so now I use my mouth instead of my fists and I learnt that fighting won't solve problems, cause I got the shit kicked out of me a few times. Well, you win some, you loose some.

Blue Cut, good luck with your hearing this Thursday!

Hey, what's with all the 'guest' people?

... This thread is like two years old......

Old schoolers delete themselves from time to time.......

yeah, well isn't there some rule no to start a new topic when there's an old one  : ok:

I am not even gonna get into FIGHTS I had! pshyical or otherwise. LOL

What's that got to do with anything.........

I was just explaining why there may be "guests"............

(there always are in the older topics)

Funny thing, since turning 21, really since HS, I hadn't gotten into any fights. I was never a big fighter, plus I'm kindof thin so wouldn't do much damage. Also I think as I grew up I learn when to & not to say something, and who to say it to. Then in the last year I managed to get into 2 fights. The first occured about a year ago, I was working nights and got home about midnight. I live across the street from a train station and always hear some kids drinking shouting etc. Well this night, I hear something going on, and I was upstairs getting ready for bed. I look out, and see a girl about 22 approaching a couple who were drinking, smoking etc, and she asks them which train station this is. The guy gives her a hard time, because she's pretty drunk ("Don't drink so much and you won't get lost, stupid Bitch!!) so whatever whatever... He kindof has a point. She seems pretty sweet and innocent, and begins crying, asking "Why are you being such an asshole to me" The guy hops off the bench, gets in her face, and screams "You stupid Bitch, don't call me a fuckin asshole again" She cries even more, and at this time I realize it's pretty fucked up.


 Now, at this time alot of you are probably thinking I should just call the cops, and you would think so. In hindsight, yeah I should have, but what happened next is something a guy can never prepare for. This guy pushes the girl to the pavement, pours his beer on her, and in a total rage begins screaming at her, "Don't fuck with me, you stupid bitch" holding a bottle up like he's going to throw it on her.

So with his arm cocked back like a baseball pitcher, standing on top of this girl, WHAM!! up goes my window.. "Hey, get off the girl!!" I holler down. He looks up completely shocked and brought back to reality from whatever roided ass power trip he was on. "What are you going to do about it?!!" He asks. "Get off the fucking girl!!" I reply. "Come down here and make me?!!" to which I reply "I'll be down in a minute." His girlfriend? grabs him and pleads he leave the scene with her, but he pushes her off and stands there. So I put on a pair of sandals and jeans, and go downstairs.? As soon as I open my door this fucker is charging me, So I try to defend my position by saying, "Don't you ever push this girl again." But he doesn't fucking care and comes at me swinging. Him being drunk, I was able to avoid alot of punches he threw, so I feel I held my own pretty good. It was one of those fight moments that seemed like it went on for half an hour? but was probably only about a minute. Ended with his girlfriend screaming and jumping him, then walking away from him pissed, I guess that's when he realized he's acting like a fucking maniac, and he was on top of me swinging and got up and left, and this other girl just crying and asking who I was..? Odd night to say the least.? :smoking:

Interesting story pasnow. It's cool that you were trying to help someone.

I hate idiots who are always pushing it and trying to get you in a fight. Then when the fight actually happens they run or can't fight shit.

Great story, pasnow, that took some serious guts. ?Is the story for the 2nd fight as good?

I have never ever been in a serious fight.

Not enough of a loud-mouth to get into a fight.

Great story Pasnow!

You're my kind a guy  : ok:

My best reason to fight was prolly when I stopped a rape, I just still can't understand how so many people can just walk by.

You know people that have walked by rapes?

No, not nearly as "noble" or "honorable", was somewhat of a typical bar fight "Crowded, pushing etc"

A friend of mine said something to someone doing alot of pushing. He says something back, his friend steps in etc.. So the bouncer basically just pushes all of us outside. I had fallen to the ground when I was outside. I got up, dusted myself off, and look up and see these two dudes who instigated it staring right at me. No lie it was like the Bruce Willis scene in Pulp Fiction after the car accident. So they come at me swinging, and I backpedal in the middle of the street. A car is stopped at a red light and I see the girl on her cell phone, I don't know if she was calling the police or just happened to be on the phone with a friend, but I imagine that had to be a pretty interesting phone call. So I back up until I was up against her car, then knew I was out of room and just starting throwing punches at them. They throw me onto her cars hood, I banged my head against it & had a few bumbs the next day. I do recall getting two good shots in on one of them, and then friends came over & pulled them & me off and other scuffles ensued. The one guy who started the pushing had blood gushing from his nose, although none of my friends or me recall hitting him that good so to this day we don't know who did it. Cops came and grabbed me & my friend and put us in the back seat. He was cool though, only gave us a ticket for disoderly & about a $150 fine. He said they picked that guy up a few other times before for fighting (he even knew his name) usually at nearby bars and he kindof thanked us for getting him pretty good.

Afterwards a friend said as we all were outside fighting he looked over, and everyone was against the windows watching and banging on them. The bar has huge pane glass window's alongside the street, similar to a resturant.

We ended up fighting the ticket and when we showed up for court the cop said "Hey I remeber you guys" and says to the other cops "Hey these were the guys in the big fight at The Keswick" (name of the bar).. He knocked off a $50 fee from each of our tickets. 

Like I said I'm not a big fighter, and managed to go my first 10 years of the bars without one.. Not sure if the odds caught up with me, or I just needed to get it out of my system. Ahh well, I'm pretty sure they're done with, I had my fun.

Well, I'm not proud to say that I have been in quite a few fights in my younger days.? I have NEVER started a fight though.? I'm pretty small so I think people thought they could take me.? I have? never been hit in the face ,but I have given out some bloody noses, black eyes and fat lips.? I grew up with all boys and learned to box and wrestle at a very early age.? The funny thing is that my bro never got in fights and my father always said that something was wrong because he son came home crying and he got phone calls about his daughter beating someone up.? :hihi:

Oh well - it's been 15 years since I've been in a fight and given my age, I shouldn't get in one again.? The last one was a show and 5 girls jumped me because I had "their" spot in the front row.? ::)

I'm Italian and I have the Italian temper.  I'm not just going to stand there when someone takes a shot at me.  :-\

Yeah, well, he had forced his hands under her shirt and she was crying, so I wouldn't watch how far it would go. The guy told me he was carrying a knife and would stab me where I prompted it's better for him to leave if he don't want to wake up in hoses. Then I made a bluff-call and told my friend (who we know but weren't there) and the guy started running away. My friend had been in intimate situation and had just pulled up his pants and told the girl he'd be right back  :rofl: but luckily hadn't left her appartment when I called him there's no need.

Then I took the crying sobbing girl to a taxi and drove her home, where she invited me for drinks, but I felt I'd be taking advance of the situation and told her to get some sleep and thinking about reporting this the next day.

However I kept the face in memory if he'd tried to stab be afterwards and gave the guy a bit over the edge beating when he hit my friends gf. I snapped when his ring gave me a cut and I felt blood on my cheek.

I just remember asking him "have you had enough?" then he started to strangle me, and I gave him a few new blows. "Have you had enough?!"

Yea I've been in a fight.... I was 15 years old, in school, waiting in the lunchline outside the cafeteria and some girls (I went to an all girl's school) started pushing me around and calling me names and saying things like "Ya know, school would be so much more fun if you killed yourself" and shit like that. One of the girls... there were about three I think... well anyway one of them suddenly grabbed my hair and yanked back really hard... and it fucking hurt!! And when I get hurt bad (but obviously not THAT bad) I get angry, and I half slapped-half punched her... unfortunately her cronies grabbed me and pulled me back, and the girl sorta moved forward, and it looked like she was gunna poke me in the eye, but with me struggling against the other two girls holding me, her finger sorta went into my mouth and umm... I bit the tip off...

And hey, I only got a headmistress's detention and a talking to! Probably because I had always been bullied by those girls... but hey! I was lucky! The girl though... they all got headmistress's detentions for the rest of the term (that means going in on Saturdays for an hour and a half to do either homework or something set for them) and not being allowed full lunch breaks.... which meant that they had to eat their lunch sitting with a teacher, and then go and sit in the homeroom and clean the chalkboard.

They so hated me after that!! :hihi:

 :o  Jesus Christ, who says shit like that?!  Had you killed her dog or something?

I'd never done anything to her outside of stand up for myself when she spouted shit like that (before biting the end of her finger off by accident... and slap/punch her in that same one fight). I think I just really pissed her off because I was always happy and cheerful no matter what she and her cronies did (except obviously the odd occasion where it'd all get under my skin, but they never saw me like that... that was for me and me only), and she could see she wasn't getting to me, and she wanted to so badly for some unknown reason.

But that's all in the past. I'm over it, and hopefully she's over it too... but she's still got her comeuppance!!

I've been part of a real fight.
My friend started beating up a guy at a party, then they stumbled into me and I pushed them away pretty hard so that they fell into a table or shelf and landed on the ground. The other guy hit his skull pretty hard and my friend got the upper hand.
Later I had to visit the police for a statement. The other guy had been in trouble with the police before and they thought that the case would close. I don't know for certain what happened, but I think my friend had to pay damages. I was supposed to witness in court, but never got the call. We thought I had a pretty central role in the fight, since I had not on purpose given him the upper hand.

My friend jumped me once when he was drunk, so I punched him twice and he got draged away by others. Wasn't that serious, but a fight.

Peace!

 :hihi:

My ex and I got into a fight while we were both fucked up, and he beat the shit outta me... No more fights for me? ?:no:

Maybe you should jump girls instead...?of cowardly guys!
Maybe none at all  ;)
Peace!

Been in a couple of little fights in Otley on a night out

1st one: There was 6 of us(all young lads between 18-20) having a bit of banter outside a pizza place, i told my mate to fuck off, some guy about 40 was walkin past n thought one of us said it him, after we tried to tell him we weren't he punched my mate, he stumbled back and fell over, so we chased him down the street demanding an apology, so he tried to hit my mate again, he ducked and chinned him, then i smashed him in the mouth n knocked him out, we heard sirens (his wife was there when we chased hinm and rang the police) so we legged it, split up into groups and got taxis home!  ;D

2nd one: In a bar called rocca there was some emo cunt with some shockin shoes (looked like golf shoes) so on the way out we all said 'nice shoes' and walked out, my mate shouted emo cunt at him at the door lol, and we walked off so anyway he comes wlakin after us and abused my jeans for havin rips in them, i told him 2 fuck off n he looked like a cunt but he got up in my face so i shoved him, he got up and hit my mate in the ear (there was 4 of us this time) so my other mate chinned him, not knockin him over and i grabbed his head and ran him into a brick wall (his gass which he was holding smashed everywhere on his face n everything) and then we ran off again!  ;D

Funny thing was he started on me who is easily the biggest one of the group (6'2'' and 16 stone) which was a bit silly especially as I did no more than anyone else and less than my other mate, o well he got fucked up

I can't fight for the hell of it. I can only fight if I'm angry at my rival. I can't stand those chumps that walk around picking fights, I hate instegators.

What is "16 stone"??? I think that's the name of a Bush album and I never knew it meant anything, just thought it was random words..

You're kidding, right? Americans...................

16 stone is about 224 pounds.

Hey, I didn't know that either.  Reminds me of this time I was talking to this Brit about girls and he mentions something about a a hot "bird" to which I reply with a blank stare.  So he condescendingly explains that in England they call girls "birds".  So I say, that's cool, in America we call them sluts.

Didn't lead to a fight though...

lol, you get away with your Americo-ignorance to other measurements (even though we all know yours) because that was pretty funny.

I haven't had any fights since my last post, either............

George, you were probably talking to a chav boy... only chavs call girls "birds" here in England.

Fuckin' chavs... >:(

Most NORMAL people here in England call girls "girls". Why bother calling them anything else unless you're on a mission to prove your chauvinistic machoness. A mission destined to fail that is!! :hihi:

Stones..?? Chavs..?? Birds..??  What language to you speak over there?

Pasnow....

For a true definition of chavs, go here: www.chavscum.co.uk

Thanks, it's a funny site, I really couldn't get what made them distinct. They all look like everyday run-of-the-mill 19 yr old white kids. I suppose maybe they (chavs) are like British whiggers or something..

You got it!! Only chavs are worse than wiggers...

They bunch up in gangs, don't have jobs, don't go to school or uni, and they're on the dole permanently... and they have as many children as possible to get MORE dole money, which they spend on either pink valour tracksuits from the local market (female), or another Burberry cap, or a trip to the hairdressers to dye their almost nonexistant shaved buzzcut hair white/platinum blond, or even more tacky fake gold "bling" to weigh their neck down! :puke:

Ahh!!  So that's what you call em!...   : ok:

I got something to add to this thread.

Just last friday we were having this companys party, I actually helped our bouncer to cool down three fights, it looks pretty funny when old men fight (age 40-50).

After that we took the newer limo to the streets and driver drove us in front of this bar, I got chicks asking me whole night if I'm some sort of celebrity, lol. Am I living in a small town or what?  :hihi:

Anyway one of my customers was pretty drunk so we had to ask a few bars untill we found one whos bouncer didn't think my client weren't THAT drunk after all.

So the second bar where we tried to go was my regular place and surprise surprise, there was this one fucker biding his time at the door, prolly thrown out for being too drunk. This guy was the same guy who beat me up with his friend quite bad a year back and started to pick a fight with me telling "this thing ain't yet over". So I grabbed his collar and yanked the dog closer and told him "I'll fight you anytime, but try to get yourself to the ring first, puppy. I know you envy me for the ride I got tonight, or just 'cos I happen to have all that you lack, you piece of shit. Get out of my sight and keep your mouth shut, 'cos tonight I really don't need to beat you, even if you'd need to go cry about this to your mom. (That's what the "adult" did last time). And his friend was the better fighter and I didn't see the dogs "keeper" anywhere.

The final blow was thrown by the girl my customer was with who shouted to him when we left "If you need to pick a fight with this guy I hope you grow some balls first before you go crying!"

Oh, his responce was "This ain't over yet, just wait!"

Priceless  :hihi: :hihi:

Anyway, the bad boy skipped a fight, wtf am I growing old?

I just came from the police station.

The imigrant group that attacked me two months ago, that fuckers been at my face ever since. I told him to get in the ring with me, but I guess he needs to grow a set first.

Anyway the stupid drunk was going how he'd beat me and won't miss next time.

I asked him won't he need his friends like the last time?
He: I told them not interfere!
Yeah, but they did, didn't they?
He to one of his friends: "Fight that guy!"
"I'm waiting.."
The guy: Does he know any shit?
Someone: "He's a boxer!"

The guy left  :rofl:

Anyway I told the cops about how I walked away five times and they gonna have a talk with the guy.

They also showed me a pic of a guy the imigrant-dude said was with me, and I've never seen him my entire life.

dick heads

i wonder if mike guilianas been in a fight lol

not with me.

I only kicked D's ass when he tried to make love to my dog

 :rofl:

I was out with my girl, it was a really good night, so we were waiting for our pizza and I was having a smoke outside so I needed a lighter.

There was this group of guys and I asked one of the them and he light my cigarette.

After that I was hit hard. There was blood on my face and three of them so I didn't get up. So I've been blaming myself for not being ready, but really the guy was a fighter so I wouldn't have the chance against them three anyway.

Here's a pic.

(http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f181/bluecut/24092006001_6.jpg)

So I dunno if these things are connected, I bet they are.

But today a guy came into my appartment, uninvited and told me something far worse will happen if I don't buy the limo from him this week.

So my option is either handle this with or without cops, which both have their up and downsides.

Any advice?

Basicly I get my own "enforcer" to bust his knee or something OR call the cops, to who I don't have much to show, but some empty threats and him forcing himself into my appartment, which I have a wittness, since Ansku was at my place.

I also know he's dealing a lot of pot.

I would just fight him but he's been training longer than me and while I've been doing boxing he's been doing kickboxing and it would be a middle weight versus heavy weight match.

You should have kicked your dogs ass................

The list would be too long! The worst was when the police caught me...hell they beat my kidneys!

As we say here, it's not importat if you beating or if you are beaten. It's important to be in the fight! ;D

understand the sentiment, Im italian too!")

Last saturday, I just have to say, where does these jerks come from?!

I've been nice for quite some time now and I didn't beat this guy up either, well I prolly would've if my girl wouldn't have interfered.

So this guy, her friend of a friend or something comes to her and being happy to see her he lifts her to a hug and does a spin and I see her back hitting a bar table and I was thinking ouch. So when he puts her down Ansku is introducing me to that guy and his friend and I disliking the guy from the start take (he's looking like a rat with glasses and with terrible excuse for a beard) I leave with Ansku to play blackjack, where I won 30 euros, yay.

Anyway we're leaving the bar later and the rat-man comes to talk and psuhes her, twice. So I grab him by his shirt and push him against the wall and he's trying to resist and doing a poor job at it. Anyway the bouncer is there telling us to cool down. I tell him he can try his luck and try to push her again having my fist ready. that's when Ansku comes and asks if we could just leave. That's what we did, the next day that fucker sends her a message he's in love with her, lol.

yeah been in a few, got my ass kicked once, shattered nose, knocked out cold, it was a group fight, i dropped his mate, i didn't even see him, he king hit me from the side, it shattered my nose, and i fell back and smacked my head into a car, i was out cold for about 30 seconds,

you gotta be careful kiddies, it's not a game, one punch could end your life or end someone elses.

Dont enjoy it, because usually the people i need to fight are very dangerous.... Law Enforcement is a very hands on buisness, i have been lucky thus far however... and luck is truly the needed factor to survive a gun fight. Luckly generally speaking drug dealers and gang bangers cant shoot worth a shit

A guy tried to rob me last night.

I didn't want to start a fight in a full pizza-restaraunt so I told him to get out or he's going to get hurt.

He did and started hitting on my girl who was having a smoke outside, so I walked there, took a hold of his shirt and threw him onto the ground. He tried to get his friends to help, who told him "no shit we're getting involed with that guy". I asked my gf if she got all her bellongings, cell phone, wallet etc. And I turned to the pick pocketer wannabe who just got up and started running.

I mean, what the fuck is this, if you try to rob somebody just stay for the fight.

this is a true story.

i moved in with a guy whom i thought was bi-sexual but wasn't 100% sure, turns out he was but i really didn't care. i knew him for years and i'm not so no big deal right? wrong.
after a few weeks he would bring these gay guys over and they would get drunk and  party and that was cool you know, i have no problems with what you are or how you express yourself as long as you leave me be. well i had  straight friends over and it was like a bi-sexual/ straight party and this woman/dike thing came over to where i was doing the song selections and kept getting in my face about wanting to play chris gaines or garth brroks or something and wouldn't let it go. finaly i told the thing to get the fuck outta my face and that started a war. i get into it with about 5 gay dudes about respecting elders and the whole thing just blows up ( no pun intended ) the woman was in my face yelling at me, WTF am i supposed to do?
 
 so i leave. i pack my shit up, call a cab to take me  to the bus station and i'm on my way home. the  bus station turns out to be in the WORSE part of town possible, we get there, it's closed the driver is like you sure you wanna get out here. this should be my first clue things aren't good. well i have no more money and i have no place to go 850 miles away from family i say yeah this is fine. i figure i'll sleep outside and figure this all out in the morning. i walk up to the payphone and call my mom to let her know whats up. so, im on the phone and i see 3 black guys walking with a white chick across the bridge and as they pass by i turn around and say hey hows it goin and turn around still talking to my mom on the phone. about 10 seconds later i get a tap on my shoulder turnaround and this fuckin dude hit me harder than i've ever been hit in my entire life right in my face. i flew back hit the ground, get myself up fast as i can and all 3 start comin towards me and their yellin you don't know me, you don't talk to me and all this shit and i'm like man, i'm just tryin to be nice and i get punched again.  well some reason they leave and walk up the street about 40 feet ( i guess to figure out how there gonna kill me, literaly) my mom is still on the phone and she's freaking out and i'm like i just got jumped by 3 black guys and there like 40 feet away talking. she's telling me to hang up and call the cops and as i get ready to hang up with her these guys start walking back. i tell my mom ok i gotta go hang up and they come up to me and they say come on walk with me around the corner. i just take off running as i fast as i can for the main streets with lights and vehicles about 250 yards north of me. im running and this dude is like right, right behind me he's close enough that he grabs and rips the back of my jacket but i out run all of them ( being scared to death added a couple digits on my mph) i head for the nearest open business which happend to be a video store. i walk in and this lady looks at me like i was dying. blood pouring out of my nose, my eye damn near swollen shut.  i tell her whats up and we call the cops. i get ahold of my parents and they put me up in a hotel for the night and drive 850 miles that night into the next day to come and get me. the cop and i look for these guys but we never found them.

that was about 7 1/2 years ago but i will never forget that shit. at that time my life was full of me making bad decisons. i moved up there for a job and had i walked around that corner i probably would have lost my life

^ damn thats fucked up man!

Did you buy the limo?

And WHY were you in the market for a limo?

did not.. but I should've since my sport cars busted, should get it today or next week tho.. only that repairs costs almost half of the price of the car  :-[

And don't you think every man should have his own limo? I do.

Is it a stretch?

luckily haven't been in big fights.. but then again im only in 8th grade  :yes:
the bigggest fight was with this kid.. he pushed me so i punched him 3 times in the face
turns out we got suspended for 3 days  ::)

This is the one

(http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f181/bluecut/26709175.jpg)

Very nice.  Nothing like the limo's from the 80's.

There's this guy who's been talking shit about my girl since day 1.

I took him down.

I didn't hit him, due to some lawsuits I'm facing, but I did take a strangle hold of his neck, he tried to strangle me back, but it didn't work for him, and I bent his hand out of my way.

So he got pale and his face got panicked, so I strangle him harder and ask "have you had enough!? Well, have you?!" off course he can't answer since I'm not giving him any possibility to breathe.

Then the bouncers step in and stop my fun. A pity.

Anyway my gf did end up to his place, she claims they only kissed. And sure I got myself some comfort and went all the way too. I did love her, my gf, I dunno anymore tho.

But I know he got some more pain coming his way.

It's complicated.

eastfalls days in bars.too many to count really.mugs a beers in faces ya know.i was going out with a boxer then ya know.a real ruffneck.

I used to look for fights. Then I matured a little. I wasn't interested anymore in being around people who are impressed by such antics.

Then I was always ready for a fight. And you can always get into a fight by merely being in a bar because somebody is going to bump you and/or there are ALWAYS obnoxious drunks who are asking for it.  Then I matured some more.

Then I no longer looked for a fight and no longer was "always ready for a fight", but I didn't necessarily look to avoid them. Then I matured a little more.

Now, after maturing yet some more, I avoid fights. They have no point. I'll always defend myself or the those close to me but that does not equate to a fight but rather self-defense or defense of another.

I'm at that stage, but if someone puts me in danger of bodily harm, I will defend myself.

i was in a fight with a old friend of mine like 2 weeks ago,, but like yesterday we sorted it out and agreed that it was imature and stuff, i usually don't fight, at least never starts a fight (that means a fistfight) but most of the times someone hits (punches me) i do it back, like if someone hits me in the head i hit the other one in the head if he punches me in the stomach i hit him there, but always slightly harder so that person will get that don't mess with him (me)
 not to brag but i'm a kinda big guy compared to the ones who wanna fight me, but in this fight 2 weeks ago, i can tell it from the beginig as i did that at gnr2k..
 we had been at our friend h?kans place and talking shit drinkin' a little ber and having a good time, then it's time to get home, me, fille, simon and stampe jump on our bikes and went towards home, me and fille are bored so we start singing songs that we make as the melody goes if you get what i mean, stampe is a cool dude we usually mess around with, simon also but he can take a joke :hihi:
stampe however got a little disturbed when me and fille started singing about stampe's masturbation habbits and him having sex with his mother (very childish i know) but that's what we did, we sang about simons also but he just played along and started singin' about ours so he didn't really care as i said before stampe however, got annoyed by it, and of course that made it even funnier to us :hihi: couple o' minutes later he jumped of his bike and started pull my bike down and then threw it down, as i said before i'm a big guy but stampe is at least as big as me,
 i screamed "wtf are you doing" he yelled something back, we had a firm grip by each others clothin as if it was a NHL fight, we looked deep in to each others eyes the first punch was close,
 simon and fille yelled like "stop with the childish games" and "we are all friends" and alike i snapped i punched him very hard on his jaw/chin.. he seconds later responded with hard fist at my eyebrow (when i got home i noticed that i had a little bloody scar there) we still held each other and him and me prolly thought "wtf are we doing"
but we didn't really stop but later we both kinda calmed down after that, i know this sounds so nerdy and imature, people usually don't mess with me 'cuz they know i'm kinda aggressive and have my family and friends (mafia :hihi:) then we split up simon and me on one way and fille and stampe the other, simon asked me why i did it and stuff i was like "i dunno, he threw my bike down, when we were only jokin'" he was like "man there is so many things you can't do to you 'cuz you never know when you'll snap" and that is actually a sad truth,
i think it has something to do with when people starts physical fights with me (but that rarely happens) my brain is tellin me, "how dare he do that? do he think he can win a fight over me i must show him" or something.. the thing in this "fight" was that i threw the first punch, but that was maybe a revenge for stampe threwing my bike to the ground, actually always when i hit someone it 'cuz i wanna end the fight that's why i fight like he threws a punch then i hit harder then he hit me and i hit him at the same place but harder :hihi: i know it sounds wierd but i wanna end the fight as the stronger one or something it's in my brain and psychic i don't wanna be that way but it's like that..
woah this got long, i wasn't even thinkin' about write the whole story or why or how i fight lol

EDIT: my longest post ever and it was in a thread about fights :rofl: