EPTIt turned out his jaw broke in several places and he had to have his mouth wired shut for about a month. I detest fighting but sometimes things happen I guess. knowwhatimsayyinn
Has anyone ever been in a fight? - Page 7
| Forum Index > General Forum |
|
Teddyjex
Canada35 Posts
It turned out his jaw broke in several places and he had to have his mouth wired shut for about a month. I detest fighting but sometimes things happen I guess. knowwhatimsayyinn | ||
|
stevarius
United States1394 Posts
If I were to get in a fight now however.... odds are the other person will be knocked out. I haven't trained kickboxing and BJJ to get my ass handed to me. | ||
|
Fugitive
Netherlands32 Posts
| ||
|
Owarida
United States333 Posts
| ||
|
Owarida
United States333 Posts
| ||
|
Dark-Storm
Canada334 Posts
almost did once in high school because of a snotty freshmen who was 5ft "wanna say between 5.1/5.5" and as skinny as hell, and so arrogant. I told him to STFU cause he was annoying as hell on lunch break. | ||
|
KaiserJohan
Sweden1808 Posts
Guess it depends on where you live and what you do. | ||
|
Chaosu
Poland404 Posts
| ||
|
Cel.erity
United States4890 Posts
On December 10 2010 05:59 Tazza wrote: Next fight in the same grade, some kid says he punched hard, so I say punch me. I know, its a really dumbass thing to do, but I was in 8th grade, and had a shit of testosterone going on. So in a bathroom, he punches me, and again, I went crazy. I highkicked him in the face, and just started pounding on him. High kick learned from taekwondo btw. Hahahaha what a dick move. "Hey man, punch me." "You sure?" "Yeah it's okay." "Alright, if you say so..." *weak punch* *ROUNDHOUSE TO THE FACE BITCH* | ||
|
pookychoo
New Zealand96 Posts
The closest I have been to getting into a proper fight was one time when I was walking home from a party late at night I crossed paths with 5 guys who were talking trash and looking for trouble. I tried to mind my own business, but they started following me and eventually one of them started trying to pick a fight. He shoved me, so I shoved him back harder. At this point 5 v 1 is not really a winnable situation and I had no options left, so I just laid it down and told them if they fight me here I ain't gonna hold back. Basically, if you fight me im gonna fuck you up. Luck was on my side and it turned out they were all bark and no bite, I would have hated to have seen how that would of turned out. I might have hurt a couple of them at best, but theres no way you can beat 5 v 1. However, that said I was intensely pumped, full of adrenaline and pretty much ready to tear their heads off. I have never felt so raging as being backed into a corner like that. So they pretty much talked trash, hedging around fighting but not actually manning up. Then luckily a car pulled up because they could see shit was going on. And that distracted things enough so I just walked away (they had some girls in the car). However, I get about 500m down the road and I then see two of them trying to follow me subtly (two guys walking faster than usual with hoodies pulled up is not really subtle). Chicken shits were gonna try and jump me. They ended up trying to run after me and did manage to catch up (mainly because I had some awful-for-running-in heavy dress shoes on) but when they caught up to me i just pushed them over onto the ground and then gapped it as fast as I could. They actually gave up really easily, and I don't think they actually had the balls to fight. I guess they just didn't want to lose face, but trying to jump someone from behind is hardly a face saving thing to do. The way I saw it was, if im gonna fight its gonna be on my terms. Not while I am tired from trying to run away. And when they did chase me, I let them waste their energy before making my break. So if it had of turned bad they would have at least been slightly fatigued. Moral of the story is to avoid fighting if you can, because you are the one with shit to lose if it doesnt work out. And you really have to be careful of anyone who is a bit mongrel, because those are the type of guys who will really mess you up since they dont have anything to lose. Luckily these guys were just young punks 18 or 19. Even if you end up winning the fight you get nothing out of it other than some cuts and bruises. Also another interesting thing was that the next day when I woke up every fibre in my body felt like it had been spent, like I had done the most intense workout in my life. All my chest, arms were aching, all the muscles everywhere felt ripped. Goes to show how powerful the defensive instincts and the adrenaline rush can be when your body knows that shit just got real and you gotta hulk up. | ||
|
Lorken
New Zealand804 Posts
Oh wait, I remember this other time, me and a few mates were drunk and high, having a chill smoke at like 1am and a bunch of drunk guys came along and punched my mate in the face and started chasing after us. Was fucking crazy and I got a beer bottle thrown at me, hurt like hell. I hope they fall under a bus or something. They were big as well. | ||
|
FezTheCaliph
United States492 Posts
Other time was when my dad took a swing at my sister. Thank God he's fat and slow. I was 140 at the time and he was 300. Managed to pin him to the staircase till the cops came. Not so good times. | ||
|
GildedAdonis
United States70 Posts
I am a skinny 130lb nerd. Do NOT fuck with me. | ||
|
Kenny
United States678 Posts
On December 10 2010 09:40 BROotogy wrote: Then wtf were your friends doing? They weren't helping, they didn't get any info on the people.. wtf? It's a bit more complicated than I explained, but basically these drunk guys chased us in the car for about half a mile (we were on foot). We all had split in different directions at one point and so by the time they pulled over and jumped out one of my friends was about a block and a half down the street too far to help or see and the other was just so severely outnumbered and out sized that he couldn't help. They were so worried about my health at that point that during the moment didn't think to look up and get a plate number, only description. | ||
|
stfn
United States53 Posts
Got off the subway and started walking home mid-afternoon. On the stairs some kid kicked the wall right in front of me and started tying his boots. I thought nothing of it and continued to walk. A few blocks later someone tugged my cellphone from my waistline so without thinking I instantly turned and cracked him across the jaw. Then he confronted me and ask me where I'm from and what set I rep. Although I'm not a "thug", I am quite affiliated amongst a number of organizations. He was a Crip who went to my old Blood dominant High School. Turns out I know his cousin so he gave his cousin a call to see what's good. His cousin was pretty cool with me and it was nothing. But he kid was still mad I got a clean shot off him so he wanted compensation, my cell phone. I ask if he was carrying. He wasn't so we proceed to knuckle up. We were trading blows back and forth to the point where we were on the concrete just punching one another trying to gain an advantage. Eventually he managed to get my cell phone at which point I grabbed his gold chain. The fight ultimately drew on a stalemate and we returned one another's goods. My cell phone case even fell and he helped me look for it. We gave each other daps and parted ways. I only realized how bad it was when I got home and my mom asked me why my ear was ripped and had blood all over my white shirt. The other guy's eye was gashed was all I could remember. A few other fights I had, we gave each other pounds and bounced afterwards. A few really close encounters where I could've lost my life or been badly hurt. Just another day in the BK. | ||
|
zak
Korea (South)1009 Posts
Another time this annoying kid at my church was pissing me off so we started pushing and I right hooked him and knocked him down. Pastor jumped me. But the best fight I can remember was against a Russian kid. Can't remember what we fought about but we were in a ditch and I was doing my Taekwondo and he was just punching. I kept kicking him so he couldn't get close but once I wore him down I started jabbing him in the face. We both had bloody faces afterwards but we shook hands and left each other. Fun times. And no, I got suspended for awhile for fights but I never regret. Never regret standing up for yourself. | ||
|
Deadlyhazard
United States1177 Posts
and that's why middle school has some of my best memories. ;_: | ||
|
KaiserJohan
Sweden1808 Posts
On December 10 2010 10:26 stfn wrote: Being born and bred in Brooklyn has given me my fair share of street fights. Got off the subway and started walking home mid-afternoon. On the stairs some kid kicked the wall right in front of me and started tying his boots. I thought nothing of it and continued to walk. A few blocks later someone tugged my cellphone from my waistline so without thinking I instantly turned and cracked him across the jaw. Then he confronted me and ask me where I'm from and what set I rep. Although I'm not a "thug", I am quite affiliated amongst a number of organizations. He was a Crip who went to my old Blood dominant High School. Turns out I know his cousin so he gave his cousin a call to see what's good. His cousin was pretty cool with me and it was nothing. But he kid was still mad I got a clean shot off him so he wanted compensation, my cell phone. I ask if he was carrying. He wasn't so we proceed to knuckle up. We were trading blows back and forth to the point where we were on the concrete just punching one another trying to gain an advantage. Eventually he managed to get my cell phone at which point I grabbed his gold chain. The fight ultimately drew on a stalemate and we returned one another's goods. My cell phone case even fell and he helped me look for it. We gave each other daps and parted ways. I only realized how bad it was when I got home and my mom asked me why my ear was ripped and had blood all over my white shirt. The other guy's eye was gashed was all I could remember. A few other fights I had, we gave each other pounds and bounced afterwards. A few really close encounters where I could've lost my life or been badly hurt. Just another day in the BK. Interesting story... life is quite different even in first-world countries | ||
|
Deleted User 3420
24492 Posts
On December 10 2010 10:26 stfn wrote: Being born and bred in Brooklyn has given me my fair share of street fights. Got off the subway and started walking home mid-afternoon. On the stairs some kid kicked the wall right in front of me and started tying his boots. I thought nothing of it and continued to walk. A few blocks later someone tugged my cellphone from my waistline so without thinking I instantly turned and cracked him across the jaw. Then he confronted me and ask me where I'm from and what set I rep. Although I'm not a "thug", I am quite affiliated amongst a number of organizations. He was a Crip who went to my old Blood dominant High School. Turns out I know his cousin so he gave his cousin a call to see what's good. His cousin was pretty cool with me and it was nothing. But he kid was still mad I got a clean shot off him so he wanted compensation, my cell phone. I ask if he was carrying. He wasn't so we proceed to knuckle up. We were trading blows back and forth to the point where we were on the concrete just punching one another trying to gain an advantage. Eventually he managed to get my cell phone at which point I grabbed his gold chain. The fight ultimately drew on a stalemate and we returned one another's goods. My cell phone case even fell and he helped me look for it. We gave each other daps and parted ways. I only realized how bad it was when I got home and my mom asked me why my ear was ripped and had blood all over my white shirt. The other guy's eye was gashed was all I could remember. A few other fights I had, we gave each other pounds and bounced afterwards. A few really close encounters where I could've lost my life or been badly hurt. Just another day in the BK. lolll daaaym thug lyfe nuggaz | ||
|
Danzepol
United States211 Posts
| ||
| ||
