I'll give you one...this was when I was in like 7th grade...
I was smaller than this kid who lived up the street from me, he was always starting stuff with me, and I was somewhat afraid of him...one day we were playing and got into it right in front of my house , my father comes out, which made it worse.
Anyway to make a long story short he outweighed me, my father comes out and too his credit he didn't try to break it up just watched, the SOB ends up on top of me drilling rights haymakers into the side of my head.... my head had knots on it for days, eye was all bloody...I never forgot that, worst part was losing in front of your family.
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I was at a red light in the right lane with my window rolled down listening to the radio and I hear someone calling me. I turn to my left and some Puerto Rican dude is hanging out his window saying "Hey ****** wanna suck my dick"? I had just gotten laid off and my ex-wife had filed for divorce recently also. I was also coaching my son's Little League team at the time. I had an aluminum bat right in the back seat. The punk thought that since I was in the right turn only lane that I was ripe for abuse. The light turned green and I cut somebody off and chased these two scumbags. I totally snapped and drove on the wrong side of the road telling them to pull over and they could kick my ass. These two slits were so scared they would not even look at me. They came to a red light and stopped. I stopped in the middle of the road and jumped out with the bat and was yelling how I was going to kill their worthless, gutless punk asses. I raised the bat and before I could crack the driver's skull he guns it and is gone. I am in the middle of the road swearing and shaking wanting to murder somebody. I finally calm down enough to realize that there is a little girl of about 7 or 8 standing there watching the whole thing. I wanted to tell her not to worry. That I am not a murdering maniac. I have a daughter your age at home....I just put the bat in the trunk and got back in the car......I was about 45 at the time.... I would have chased these guys without the bat. I completely lost it.
June 2005 at my last job. Guy owed me money $500 for over 2 months and kept giving me excuses.
One day while in my office I told him "you have no intentions of ever giving me my money do you"? Guy went up to me at my chair and socked me in the face, him and I exchanged a few blows before SWEAR TO GOD this is true he starts crying and apologizes for hitting me and started saying it hurts his feelings when people think he is a scumbag.. He was begging me not to go any higher ups and tell them what he did..
Complete wack job, guy paid me about $400 of the $500 before getting fired 2months later.. His cell phone # went disconnected the next day..
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One day while in my office I told him "you have no intentions of ever giving me my money do you"? Guy went up to me at my chair and socked me in the face, him and I exchanged a few blows before SWEAR TO GOD this is true he starts crying and apologizes for hitting me and started saying it hurts his feelings when people think he is a scumbag.. He was begging me not to go any higher ups and tell them what he did..
Complete wack job, guy paid me about $400 of the $500 before getting fired 2months later.. His cell phone # went disconnected the next day..
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Back when I was 17 I was out one night with a few mates, we had only had a couple of drinks so were nicely tipsy, but not flat out drunk and saw a couple of guys arguing, so of course we stand back and watch.
Anyway for whatever reason, one of the guys had a go at 2 of my mates and slapped them round the faces then walked off, I go over to ask my mate Rob what happened and he just shouted out "Wanker" to the guy who hit him as he walked off - who of course starts walking back to us now. had a bit of a reputation for fighting and causing trouble and generally throws his weight around without anyone usually fighting back.
I look at my mate and figure its gonna get ugly so get ready for it - this guy never even looked at my mate, just comes right up to me and says "what did you call me" I of course say nothing and he just slaps me round the face with boths hands and tries staring me down. I had no idea who the hell he was, or the fact that he had a bit of a reputation for fighting and causing trouble and generally throws his weight around without anyone usually fighting back.
So just after he slaps me I step back and launch probably the sweetest punch I have ever thrown hitting him square in the nose and watched as he hit the deck - then when I looked up I saw a bunch of his mates flying towards me.
I ended up backed into a corner while these guys were throwing punch after punch at me, I managed to duck a few but them caught one in the eye and another in the jaw and ended up on the deck curled into a ball while they were kicking me till it eventually got broken up. Of course most of the guys I was with disappeared as they didn't want to get involved with this particular guy, and my best mate who did stay was being held back by a bouncer so couldn't get invloved.
Anyway, I think its over and done with and wait inside a nearby kebab shop for my mates to reappear, when the guy I hit and 2 of his mates steam in the door and again I end up on the floor ketting the hell kicked out of me - although I was lucky (if you can call it that!) as they were only aiming at my head which was protected by my arms, if one of them had the intelligence to put one kick into my stomach then I would have been seriously fukked up.
I finally manage to get out of there into a cab going home and went to bed. It was only when I looked in the mirror in the morning and saw I looked like a munchkin with my left eye swollen and found my back teeth were biting down near the middle of my mouth that I realised my jaw was actually broken, and not just swollen as I initially thought so took a trip to the hospital.
Worst thing was, it was about 3 weeks before my 18th birthday so I couldn't celebrate as my jaw was still wired shut and I was on all sorts of antibiotics etc.
Anyway for whatever reason, one of the guys had a go at 2 of my mates and slapped them round the faces then walked off, I go over to ask my mate Rob what happened and he just shouted out "Wanker" to the guy who hit him as he walked off - who of course starts walking back to us now. had a bit of a reputation for fighting and causing trouble and generally throws his weight around without anyone usually fighting back.
I look at my mate and figure its gonna get ugly so get ready for it - this guy never even looked at my mate, just comes right up to me and says "what did you call me" I of course say nothing and he just slaps me round the face with boths hands and tries staring me down. I had no idea who the hell he was, or the fact that he had a bit of a reputation for fighting and causing trouble and generally throws his weight around without anyone usually fighting back.
So just after he slaps me I step back and launch probably the sweetest punch I have ever thrown hitting him square in the nose and watched as he hit the deck - then when I looked up I saw a bunch of his mates flying towards me.
I ended up backed into a corner while these guys were throwing punch after punch at me, I managed to duck a few but them caught one in the eye and another in the jaw and ended up on the deck curled into a ball while they were kicking me till it eventually got broken up. Of course most of the guys I was with disappeared as they didn't want to get involved with this particular guy, and my best mate who did stay was being held back by a bouncer so couldn't get invloved.
Anyway, I think its over and done with and wait inside a nearby kebab shop for my mates to reappear, when the guy I hit and 2 of his mates steam in the door and again I end up on the floor ketting the hell kicked out of me - although I was lucky (if you can call it that!) as they were only aiming at my head which was protected by my arms, if one of them had the intelligence to put one kick into my stomach then I would have been seriously fukked up.
I finally manage to get out of there into a cab going home and went to bed. It was only when I looked in the mirror in the morning and saw I looked like a munchkin with my left eye swollen and found my back teeth were biting down near the middle of my mouth that I realised my jaw was actually broken, and not just swollen as I initially thought so took a trip to the hospital.
Worst thing was, it was about 3 weeks before my 18th birthday so I couldn't celebrate as my jaw was still wired shut and I was on all sorts of antibiotics etc.
to preface...there has been tention for over yrs 15 .
As a grown man w/money, family and reason not to do this, it still happens.
7-3-06.....I had 2 beers thrown into my face.(while my wife took ALL THE KIDS.(including her whore sister's kids to the rides) by the whore and her WEAK Bitch of a husband.
(for the record I'm 6'5..250...not that you care)
At this point, I look at him and say.""YOU DON'T WANT THIS"
HIM:I'll BREAK YOUR SHIT NOW, BITCH
ME: (slowly, slowly walking over to him...again YOU DON"T WANT THIS)
well lets just say
I got close enough to hit him 3 times in the face before he went down.
(this dumb fuck should have know that I am friends w/ 5-0 after 15 yrs)
When 5-0 came:lol: ...I just Laughed
I went golfing ALL DAY w/ the Commander and all the officers:drink: :drink: :drink: :drink: :drink: :drink:
so when this happened. They told me to go to the bar and relax(w/drink coupons).
Meanwhile, they cuffed both of them..(later released)..
Way toooooooo funny
As of this post...absolutely no contact ...I give my wife GREAT props
standing by me..
true story.
As a grown man w/money, family and reason not to do this, it still happens.
7-3-06.....I had 2 beers thrown into my face.(while my wife took ALL THE KIDS.(including her whore sister's kids to the rides) by the whore and her WEAK Bitch of a husband.
(for the record I'm 6'5..250...not that you care)
At this point, I look at him and say.""YOU DON'T WANT THIS"
HIM:I'll BREAK YOUR SHIT NOW, BITCH
ME: (slowly, slowly walking over to him...again YOU DON"T WANT THIS)
well lets just say
I got close enough to hit him 3 times in the face before he went down.
(this dumb fuck should have know that I am friends w/ 5-0 after 15 yrs)
When 5-0 came:lol: ...I just Laughed
I went golfing ALL DAY w/ the Commander and all the officers:drink: :drink: :drink: :drink: :drink: :drink:
so when this happened. They told me to go to the bar and relax(w/drink coupons).
Meanwhile, they cuffed both of them..(later released)..
Way toooooooo funny
As of this post...absolutely no contact ...I give my wife GREAT props
standing by me..
true story.
I have been in 2 fights in my life. First one 4th grade. It started early in the morning and we decided it would end after school. The shit talking lasted all day. So we go accross the street from the school, We stare each other down for a minute, while all the kids around scream and shout like a crown at Madison Square Gardens on fight night. Well I decide to throw the first punch, it connects and busts his bottom lip. From that point on, he whipped my ass. I had the huge black eye and all.
The second was a couple years ago. My dad, brother, and I were in a bar playing in a dart tournament one night. Well there was a guy and his wife playing pool on the other side of the bar. This dumb ass guy was a total dickhead, he kept talking shit to his wife and degrading her in public. He was getting louder and louder. I mean he is in his wife face and yelling at her and shit. My dad walks over and tells the guy to settle down, we are trying to play darts over here. It settles down for 15 min or so, and then he starts back up. This time, my dad walks over to the guy and gets in the dudes face, at that point the guy swings the pool stick and catchs my dad right accross the nose, it split it open like a razor blade, blood going everywhere. The next thing I see is my brother flying through the air like a ninja over the pool table and landing on top of the guy. I run over and get a couple shots in on the guys face. Me and my brother continue to pound the guy for about 30 seconds before we are pulled over of him. Shit happens so fast, it was really a blur, cops came and all that. No one got arrested but it coulda been alot worse.
The second was a couple years ago. My dad, brother, and I were in a bar playing in a dart tournament one night. Well there was a guy and his wife playing pool on the other side of the bar. This dumb ass guy was a total dickhead, he kept talking shit to his wife and degrading her in public. He was getting louder and louder. I mean he is in his wife face and yelling at her and shit. My dad walks over and tells the guy to settle down, we are trying to play darts over here. It settles down for 15 min or so, and then he starts back up. This time, my dad walks over to the guy and gets in the dudes face, at that point the guy swings the pool stick and catchs my dad right accross the nose, it split it open like a razor blade, blood going everywhere. The next thing I see is my brother flying through the air like a ninja over the pool table and landing on top of the guy. I run over and get a couple shots in on the guys face. Me and my brother continue to pound the guy for about 30 seconds before we are pulled over of him. Shit happens so fast, it was really a blur, cops came and all that. No one got arrested but it coulda been alot worse.
There is no bigger adrenaline rush than beating someone's ass, especially when it is a shit talking asshole that picks a fight with you. I've been on the wrong end of those too, they are not nearly as fun, but still quite an adrenaline rush.
If you are over 30 years old and still getting in fights regularly, you either have anger management issues or are a life loser with nothing to lose. Unfortunately there remains a lot of the latter.
Alcohol and testosterone are a toxic combination. Add a pack of guys to the mix and you are bound to see an altercation. At last year's Rx bash five or six Vanilla Ice wannabe's started shit with Kojak and it was classic boy band bad ass shit. Of course Vanilla can talk a big game because he's got 5 bros standing around fueling the fire. Kojak played it cool but never backed down and no doubt would have tore Vanilla up if the two stepped outside and went mano y mano. I stuck around to make sure there were at least some numbers in Kojak's favor, but you should have seen Vanilla Ice and his posse disappear when C-Money showed up. It's almost like these guys have never seen a real black guy in their life, they just emulate what they see on the latest hip-hop videos.
Guys who talk shit when they are with their friends are usually the guys that keep their tails between their legs when they are by themselves and have had their ass kicked on numorous occassions. Or they are short.
If you are over 30 years old and still getting in fights regularly, you either have anger management issues or are a life loser with nothing to lose. Unfortunately there remains a lot of the latter.
Alcohol and testosterone are a toxic combination. Add a pack of guys to the mix and you are bound to see an altercation. At last year's Rx bash five or six Vanilla Ice wannabe's started shit with Kojak and it was classic boy band bad ass shit. Of course Vanilla can talk a big game because he's got 5 bros standing around fueling the fire. Kojak played it cool but never backed down and no doubt would have tore Vanilla up if the two stepped outside and went mano y mano. I stuck around to make sure there were at least some numbers in Kojak's favor, but you should have seen Vanilla Ice and his posse disappear when C-Money showed up. It's almost like these guys have never seen a real black guy in their life, they just emulate what they see on the latest hip-hop videos.
Guys who talk shit when they are with their friends are usually the guys that keep their tails between their legs when they are by themselves and have had their ass kicked on numorous occassions. Or they are short.
