On August 12 2012 19:23 frontliner2 wrote: Both occured in AMsterdam.
Once a few of my friends we're in the threat of a street fight and this coked up guy grabbed a huge street tile/brick and threatend to plant it in my friends face and I tried to talk him out of it for a good 15 minutes. He seemingly walked away but turned suddenly and threw the tile (which was broken in half and sharp) in my friends face and his front teeth feel out and left a huge cut/scar in his face. Beeing so outraged we all jumped the fucker and kicked his ass and handed him over to the cops which were watching in undercover all the time.... (the irony) . This other time I was at a cool party and a black guy asked me for a sigarette to roll up some weed. I gave it to him, nice guy he was and we chatted a little. Some white punk kid (belonging to a group of 5 or so douchebags) elbowed me in the guts to piss me off. I forced him to apologize for being such a dick (I'm 6ft7 260 pds) and that seemed to be it. This group of assholes were out to hurt people. So afterwards we came out of the party and in the street I saw a friend of me argueing/trying to stop this group of douches from kicking that same black guy's ass who was already lying in fetus position from being pounded. I jumped in immediatly and called for my not so brave friend to get my friends. I fought about 5 guys, one being my size, 3 being average and 1 being small, but he had a cane. Anyway I fought them all off and I was so enraged and filled with adrenaline that I kicked all their asses. The guy as big as me kicked me in the nuts 5 times before I really started fighting and even necklocked me from behind. I was so angry at some point I confronted him. He started showing off throwing bikes at me (wasting his stamina) and I punched him in the face. The smallest guy was tackling me with his cane all the time so at one time I quickly grabbed him and held him above my head and slammed him on the floor, picked him up again by his collar and belt and slammed him inn the wall. My 2 friends rallied to me and they defended me each time I was tackled so I managed. The other 3 enemies stood no change I outsized them dramatically and my reach in fistfighting is extremely long.
Needless to say that black guy (who wasn't big at all) was VERY thankfull (and bruised and bloodied might I add), they would have killed him or at least had him kicked in the hospital.
I spent the following month or so watching over my shoulder very often when walking the streets.
People can be so fucked up.
Two of the most messed up fight I ever been in. But in these situations I simply can't sit idle.
That second story smells so much of bullshit :| sorry if its true man but the way you wrote that is just odd. "my 2 friends rallied to me and they defended me each time i was tackled" "i quickly grabbed him and held him above my head" "the other 3 enemies stood no chance"
Who talks like this O.o also lifting someone above your head while 4 other dudes are around seems pretty hard.
I've been punched in the face hard (my cheek split open, had to get stitches) and that's not something you just shrug off. Getting kicked in the balls (and 5 times no less) and then still doing something... strongly smells of bullshit.
On August 12 2012 22:33 Zoesan wrote: Not even what bothers me.
I've been punched in the face hard (my cheek split open, had to get stitches) and that's not something you just shrug off. Getting kicked in the balls (and 5 times no less) and then still doing something... strongly smells of bullshit.
My 20 seconds of courage was when I had to break up with this girl. She was great, fun and we really clicked. The problem was that she was my sisters best friend. And she has had some really bad experiences with guys that just treated her like crap. While I really enjoyed her company (and the sex) I knew that my sister was unhappy about it and so continuing the relationship would just make my sister and this girl lose a friendship that had lasted since they were 4.
It would have been the easiest thing to just let things "take their course" and enjoy the company and sex until the whole thing blew up, screwing over the girl and my sister. So I dug deep and met up with her and just told her we could not see each other in that way anymore. I told her my reasons, and that I wanted to do the right thing . I was sad, but she really appreciated it and we are still friends today.
Its a small story, and it's ultimately about me doing the right thing. Bt well (and to all the people saying courage is selfish/merely doing the righ thing) sometimes doing the right thing really needs a bit of courage.
this really made me choke up. A lot. The fact that it was a real man's life that got saved and not fiction, like the rescue me clip from earlier, really makes it amazing.
If i could save someone like that, it'd be worth it
On August 11 2012 14:15 xrapture wrote: Courage = committing an action with selfish motives-- same as every other action.
What about sacrificing your own life so someone else can live? How is that selfish?
Knowing that the person would respect you for the rest of your life gaining the respect of your peers insurance claims for family members to name a few
On August 11 2012 14:15 xrapture wrote: Courage = committing an action with selfish motives-- same as every other action.
What about sacrificing your own life so someone else can live? How is that selfish?
Knowing that the person would respect you for the rest of your life gaining the respect of your peers insurance claims for family members to name a few
On August 12 2012 23:04 levelping wrote: My 20 seconds of courage was when I had to break up with this girl. She was great, fun and we really clicked. The problem was that she was my sisters best friend. And she has had some really bad experiences with guys that just treated her like crap. While I really enjoyed her company (and the sex) I knew that my sister was unhappy about it and so continuing the relationship would just make my sister and this girl lose a friendship that had lasted since they were 4.
It would have been the easiest thing to just let things "take their course" and enjoy the company and sex until the whole thing blew up, screwing over the girl and my sister. So I dug deep and met up with her and just told her we could not see each other in that way anymore. I told her my reasons, and that I wanted to do the right thing . I was sad, but she really appreciated it and we are still friends today.
Its a small story, and it's ultimately about me doing the right thing. Bt well (and to all the people saying courage is selfish/merely doing the righ thing) sometimes doing the right thing really needs a bit of courage.
Your sister didn't want you dating her best friend? I don't get it. Why would she put you in a situation like that? Couldn't she trust you to treat her respectfully? I guess I'm just curious why your sister would be so upset.
On August 12 2012 19:23 frontliner2 wrote: Both occured in AMsterdam.
Once a few of my friends we're in the threat of a street fight and this coked up guy grabbed a huge street tile/brick and threatend to plant it in my friends face and I tried to talk him out of it for a good 15 minutes. He seemingly walked away but turned suddenly and threw the tile (which was broken in half and sharp) in my friends face and his front teeth feel out and left a huge cut/scar in his face. Beeing so outraged we all jumped the fucker and kicked his ass and handed him over to the cops which were watching in undercover all the time.... (the irony) . This other time I was at a cool party and a black guy asked me for a sigarette to roll up some weed. I gave it to him, nice guy he was and we chatted a little. Some white punk kid (belonging to a group of 5 or so douchebags) elbowed me in the guts to piss me off. I forced him to apologize for being such a dick (I'm 6ft7 260 pds) and that seemed to be it. This group of assholes were out to hurt people. So afterwards we came out of the party and in the street I saw a friend of me argueing/trying to stop this group of douches from kicking that same black guy's ass who was already lying in fetus position from being pounded. I jumped in immediatly and called for my not so brave friend to get my friends. I fought about 5 guys, one being my size, 3 being average and 1 being small, but he had a cane. Anyway I fought them all off and I was so enraged and filled with adrenaline that I kicked all their asses. The guy as big as me kicked me in the nuts 5 times before I really started fighting and even necklocked me from behind. I was so angry at some point I confronted him. He started showing off throwing bikes at me (wasting his stamina) and I punched him in the face. The smallest guy was tackling me with his cane all the time so at one time I quickly grabbed him and held him above my head and slammed him on the floor, picked him up again by his collar and belt and slammed him inn the wall. My 2 friends rallied to me and they defended me each time I was tackled so I managed. The other 3 enemies stood no change I outsized them dramatically and my reach in fistfighting is extremely long.
Needless to say that black guy (who wasn't big at all) was VERY thankfull (and bruised and bloodied might I add), they would have killed him or at least had him kicked in the hospital.
I spent the following month or so watching over my shoulder very often when walking the streets.
People can be so fucked up.
Two of the most messed up fight I ever been in. But in these situations I simply can't sit idle.
Awww, respect for you, this thread is so full of pussies that think their highest life achievements is making themselves talk to women. I wish there were more people like you that don't stand idle and watch.
Not to take anything away from him, but every guy/girl has his own demons. Some have social discomfort and anxiety dealing with the opposite gender, so dealing with that may be the most courageous thing they've done. While helping/saving other people is more interesting to read about and I agree that 'lovestories' are not very interesting, it hardly makes people pussies for facing it and writing about it. We (most of us) live in a world were you can go through your entire life without ever being put in a situation where you're in danger, thus facing phobias and similar will be the peak of courage.
Hmm, my 20 seconds of courage? Never really been in a situation that pushed me to my limit. I suppose the first time I walked into a building on fire will do.
On August 11 2012 14:15 xrapture wrote: Courage = committing an action with selfish motives-- same as every other action.
Good God, I had an English teacher who tried to say that there is no selfish action, which is just such bullshit. Having known people who have given their lives for their country, trying to say that those people gave their lives because they are selfish is offensive. Many times bringing about change takes courage, but what you want to change does not always have selfish motives.
As far as the OP goes, whenever I think of courage I think of this:
I'm in 8th grade but I agree with the first post that proposing to your girlfriend is probably the craziest and at the same time best 20 seconds you will ever experience. I have been in love before and really it's a beautiful thing..my 20 seconds was when I was in love with a girl back in 6th grade and I finally told her after 6 months. Worked out for several months until the middle of 7th grade, and we're still close friends today.
There was also a time back in 4th grade when I was getting bullied all the time, all year, and in about the middle of March when the kids were bouncing a ball off my face I decided I'd finally had enough and ran over and kicked the leader's ass. Needless to say, it stopped after that.
For the record I also got in huge trouble for kicking the guy's ass but it was worth it, I had considered killing myself several times that year.
I saved a father and his daughter in an extremely strong current by holding them both there for two minutes until help showed up (it was around 290 pounds total). I didn't have the strength to move them through though, so I just kinda sat there till help showed up.
this really made me choke up. A lot. The fact that it was a real man's life that got saved and not fiction, like the rescue me clip from earlier, really makes it amazing.
If i could save someone like that, it'd be worth it
my whole family moved from the US to saudi arabia because our company got a huge oil contract.. however, after we got there everyone was mad about us drinking so much water, and eventually another oil company came in and took us out... they killed my dad and threw my mom and i into the desert!! eventually we met up with some muslims in the sands of saudi arabia and they took us in and started calling me "mouse" or something like that, i got pretty offended. oh yeah then i started having lucid dreams about this hot bitch and the ocean. anyways so we chilled with these religious nuts for a while and then they told me my mom was pregnant, although she had just drunk a lot of alcohol so my little sister got reallyyyy messed up. then the muslims made me ride some giant phallic animal, and i kept telling everyone that the sleeper had awakened whenever i woke up from sleeping.. eventually we attacked the rival oil company with these giant worms and it turns out that obama was helping them so i attacked him too.. now i'm emperor, hows that 20 seconds of courage
On August 13 2012 01:13 Psychonian wrote: I'm in 8th grade but I agree with the first post that proposing to your girlfriend is probably the craziest and at the same time best 20 seconds you will ever experience. I have been in love before and really it's a beautiful thing..my 20 seconds was when I was in love with a girl back in 6th grade and I finally told her after 6 months. Worked out for several months until the middle of 7th grade, and we're still close friends today.
There was also a time back in 4th grade when I was getting bullied all the time, all year, and in about the middle of March when the kids were bouncing a ball off my face I decided I'd finally had enough and ran over and kicked the leader's ass. Needless to say, it stopped after that.
For the record I also got in huge trouble for kicking the guy's ass but it was worth it, I had considered killing myself several times that year.
On August 12 2012 23:04 levelping wrote: My 20 seconds of courage was when I had to break up with this girl. She was great, fun and we really clicked. The problem was that she was my sisters best friend. And she has had some really bad experiences with guys that just treated her like crap. While I really enjoyed her company (and the sex) I knew that my sister was unhappy about it and so continuing the relationship would just make my sister and this girl lose a friendship that had lasted since they were 4.
It would have been the easiest thing to just let things "take their course" and enjoy the company and sex until the whole thing blew up, screwing over the girl and my sister. So I dug deep and met up with her and just told her we could not see each other in that way anymore. I told her my reasons, and that I wanted to do the right thing . I was sad, but she really appreciated it and we are still friends today.
Its a small story, and it's ultimately about me doing the right thing. Bt well (and to all the people saying courage is selfish/merely doing the righ thing) sometimes doing the right thing really needs a bit of courage.
Your sister didn't want you dating her best friend? I don't get it. Why would she put you in a situation like that? Couldn't she trust you to treat her respectfully? I guess I'm just curious why your sister would be so upset.
Yeah she did not. She found it very uncomfortable. And to spin what you have said around, why would I put my sister in scha position? Her friendship has been longer and she is my sister so I felt the right to do was what I did... That way no one is put into positions that are uncomfortable in.
When I was younger after drinking and a night at the bars, me nd my best freind came out side to this sketchy guy we graduated with and his friend, who was one of the biggest guys I have ever seen. tattoos everywhere looked like he was on steroids, yelling at these two girls just screaming and going nuts.
And my friend asked them if everything was alright and this guy turned around and grabbed him by the throat and basically told him to minnd his own business. It was right outside the backdoor of this bar and I still had a beer bottle in my hand. And one of the girls tried to run away and he grabbed her and punched her, knocker her right out. The other girl started screaming and he grabbed her to try and shut her up, I don't know what the fuck I was thinking but I hit the guy in the back of the head with the beer bottle and my freind just jumped him and starting wailing on him. He fell down and did not get back up thank god, we would have been screwed.
Despite the violence I always thought I did a good thing that night.
Listening to some random drunk guy curse out and beat on his girl outside my house. I decided to run through the snow in my bare feet and put him in a choke hold. It was dark, I only weigh ~135lbs, had no idea how big he was, if he had any weapons so it was scary. It defintely made me feel good afterwards.
On August 13 2012 01:13 Psychonian wrote: I'm in 8th grade but I agree with the first post that proposing to your girlfriend is probably the craziest and at the same time best 20 seconds you will ever experience. I have been in love before and really it's a beautiful thing..my 20 seconds was when I was in love with a girl back in 6th grade and I finally told her after 6 months. Worked out for several months until the middle of 7th grade, and we're still close friends today.
There was also a time back in 4th grade when I was getting bullied all the time, all year, and in about the middle of March when the kids were bouncing a ball off my face I decided I'd finally had enough and ran over and kicked the leader's ass. Needless to say, it stopped after that.
For the record I also got in huge trouble for kicking the guy's ass but it was worth it, I had considered killing myself several times that year.
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