I remember this one time is high school this pouplar kid thought it would be funny to key by buds car and dent his fender. hehe wrong....
We had 5th period with this kid and spent the entire time ploting how to get him. after class he was one of the last to leave so my body grabbed him before he left the classroom and proceeded to kick his ass royally. where was I...LOL i was holding the teacher back saying shit like " nothing to see here". My bud got a full 2 minutes of ass kicking in before others proceeded to break it up. We both got suspend for a few days "woot 4 day weekend"
that was my last fight
for some reason people don't fuck with ya when you walk down the street with a Pitbull and a Akita (shrug)
I grew up in east SF bay area and we fought all the time, in fact in school if there wasnt a fight a week somethign was wrong. Ive seenmany kids get carried out of school in ambulances (this was before people thought guns were necessary to solve thier differences Circa early 80's).
The only fight Ic an remember getting my ass laid out in was when my friends brother had just gotten out of prison(lets call the Felon Tom), we was sitting around getting high and someone drives by and a rock flies up and hits Tom's friends newly painted lowrider. They are furious, fueled by PCP, marijuana and a biut of crank they go off in search of the guy who did this henious crime. I see the car come back around again while they are gone and park at a house down the street, it leaves and they come back, I point them to the house and let them know the car stopped there (moral of the story here folks), they come back a few minutes later and out of nowhere they beat the fuck out of me, I remember seeing one punch and stars.. apparently the people the car stopped at denied knowing who owned the car so they thought I played them.
From then on I learned to keep my mouth shut, people can find thier own answers, NEVER VOLUNTEER SHIT.
I guess it could have been worse, I elarned abotu a year after I moved that Tom shot his brother (my friend) and killed him for no reason, thanks PCP.
It was the fan faire before or after Minneapolis. Might have been an FoH member, can't remember the name. Something about a girl...and lots of alcohol.
I'm sure someone in CT knows because I think there was a little flaming between our guild and theres for like a day about it. But we flamed eachother so often..I'm not sure.
I have only been confronted by one guy that wanted to kick my ass... 17 years ago I had just turned 21, I was 5'10, and maybe 150 lbs. I got a job as a cocktail waiter in "the" hotspot in town... 1600 customers on a Fri/Sat night... 30 waitstaff... 29 women and me! WOOW!
I was assigned a section of the bar to wait tables and I had to cut thru another section to pick up drinks. I was cruising thru this girls section and one of her customers reached up and tugged my shirt and asked for a drink. I told him that I am not allowed to wait on customers in this area, and perhaps he should move to my section if he wanted me to wait on him... A few trips later, and he had still not been served, and he stopped me again. He reached up, grabbed my ear and pulled me down to his face and says "Get me a fuckin Jack Coke NOW!"
Well, "Tony the Greek" the bouncer saw that and he must have read the terror on my face because he came leaping over people and grabbed this asshole and escorted him out... This drunk ass was maybe 6'2" and at least 250 and I was about to piss my pants... I went back to work...
After work, this ass is waiting for me... he was parked in the back of the lot, right next to my car... He is TRASHED and his girlfriend is just as fucked up as he is... he jumps out of his truck and rushes me before I can get to my car... we're wandering around the parkin lot and I'm telling him "dude, you don't wanna do this..." he's saying how he's gonna fuckin destroy me for makin him look bad by getting kicked out... his stringy little woman is chanting in the back ground "kick his ass Mike!"
He finally got close enough to grab my shoulder and ripped my shirt a little... he took a swing at me and missed... I'm trying to talk him down... I'm shakin in my shoes... his woman is telling him to kick my ss... I'm quivering so badly that I can hardly talk... he takes another swing at me and lightly brushes my nose ever so slightly...
I could about imagine what was gonna happen next... I was so fuckin scared, I had enough adrinalin (sp) flowing thru me that I could have bench pressed a Mack truck...
He lunged at me and I absolutely freaked out and went ballistic on his ass... I grabbed the front of his shirt and plowed him in the face like a jackhammer three or four times and he dropped like a rock... his girlfriend starts screaming... I ran to my car and drove away as fast as I could.. I was so scared I parked my car 3 blocks away from my house incase his buddies came lookin for me... I was so shaken I didn't sleep at all that night.
The next night he came back into the bar to apologize... I didn't even recognize him... his face was all swollen, he has a big ass strip of tape across his face, hell, he even had that nasty orange hospital disenfectant shit on his lip... then I saw all the stitches...
He said "Man, I am so sorry for last night. I should have listened to you... you told me to stop"
I had broken his nose, knocked out a front tooth, and split his upper lip all the way up into his nostril. He was SO PISSED at his girlfriend for eggin him on when I was trying to talk him down...
That is my only fight story... Yeah, it could have been a lot shorter, but I like details.
Considering the jobs I have had in my life: Prison Guard for 2 years, Security Guard for 1, and Bartender for the past 12 I have to thank my lucky stars every day that I am not permanently injured. I have had tons of scraps but never had to go to the emergency room due to a fight, I find it far more entertaining to beat myself up It did all add up I guess, I have a ruptured disc and 2 herniated discs but I am lucky.
Now that I have a daughter all I can do is look back on my life and shake my head, and thank God all that is behind me. And to agree with a couple of posts above, now that I have so much to lose if I do get in a fight now I am going to be bugshit on the mofo, and fuck fighting fair, I am gonna make sure I am the one to walk away.
OMGIAMRETARDEDCAUSEALOTISTWOWORDS of these stories have multiple people jumping one person. Isn't this the way of life? And these guys that need 5 people to take one guy will actually BRAG the next day that they 'beat some ass'. Childish morons.
Mumbles
Mumblefug Moonbiter; Lvl 65 Deciever
"You know that feeling you get when you lean back in your chair too far and almost fall? I feel like that all the time!"
I was only ever into 3 serious fights in school*which I won*
As for now the only scuffles I encounter are the drunk college kids who come into my store.Most recent was this drunk punk jumped up onto my counter screaming and yelling cause he said we didn't make his hotdog he had ordered,we did make the hotdog but his friend took it.Anyhow he is crouched down on the counter etc and I told him to move or I would move him and he informed me I couldn't I took my finger placed it on his forehead and said see ya and he tumbled over * told ya he was very drunk*He cried like a baby especially when the campus police had pulled into the lot and seen him .
Knibble Megentlee
65 Prophet "Retired"
Keepers Of The Elements
Demma,Karelily,Knibble on Blackburrow(EQ2)
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Not really much into fighting. Been sucker punched a few times...usually when I'm drunk. The last time it happened (about 5 years ago)...someone tapped my shoulder and when I turned he popped me in the face. I just kinda looked at him and about 3 seconds later the bouncers propelled him out the door. Found out they'd also sent his 4-5 friends out with him and that they were all hanging out by the front door waiting for me. Soo....I went out the side door (the bouncers were trying to kick me out...apparently getting punched in the face means you have to leave the bar).
Had a bit of a swollen lip...nothing overly serious. Had a bouncer punch me in the side of the head once when I tried to stop my friend from getting into a fight about 10 years ago too...thought that was a little odd. Once again was drunk and just turned and looked him. Asked what the fuck he was doing...he said something about not jumping into fights...cop car drives up and everyone disperses. Probably a good thing can't say I was in much shape to survive a fight with a bigger and much more sober guy
Moral of the story is apparently I can take a punch fairly well and for some reason I don't seem to get overly upset about it.
Never really been in a fight that involved me throwing any punches...guess I'm a wimp
I have been in a few fights and other than losing to Toker when we were little (I have kicked his ass since we were about 12 and we don't fight anymore thank god for about 12 yrs) I only recall losing one fight.
Me and some friends were at a bar called Wizards in Toronto and I went off to talk to some other friends. I look back as there is a big brewhahaha and lo and behold one of my buddies is getting whacked by 3 other guys.
I walk over and proceed to pull two of them off of him and then the bouncers arrived and booted us all out. They booted me out the back door and my buddy and the other 3 guys out the front door.
Well I run around to the front and here they are beating the shit out of my buddy again. This time no words, no talking I run up and grab one of them and lay him out with a pretty nice right hook. I am reaching for the second guy and out of no where this bouncer grabs my shoulders and with an English how do ya do (Headbutt) knocks out one of my front teeth.
Well I punched him in the balls just as 3 more bouncers come out and start pummelling me. I look up and there is my buddy watching this with the other assholes LOL!
Anyway I ended up with some bruises and a missing front tooth (got a really expensive bridge done can't tell the tooth is fake) and learned not to fight the bouncers brother in front of the club he works at.
It was Wardaen and it was at the Dallas FF. He was hitting on a girl in the hotel night club and the girl's guy friends didn't appreciate the way he was coming on to her. A fight ensued but was quickly broken up and he was kicked out of the hotel that night. I saw him the next night at the Saturday dinner and all he had was a scratch on his nose. It wasn't as bad as everybody made it sound and he was laughing about it all.
I've been in more fights than I can count (I have a temper problem) but I've never lost any of them. Except one time I did break my hand punching somebody...that's worse than losing because I had wear a stupid cast for a month
Crazy stuff. I haven't been in a fight since elementry school. I got sucker punched in the testicles by some people in my school playing 'bag tag' though.
Back when I was in college my friends and i organized a trip to Canadia to go get drunk, enjoy the night life, and basically be asses (you know, like most red-blooded Americans abroad). Well we're at this one club at close to closing time, and of course some of the younger guys had been especially obnoxious so the locals were starting to get pretty...defensive, especially the bouncers at this club. As the night progressed dirty looks were getting shot back and forth, so when the time came to close they were a little gruff with some of the louder folks we were with. Well one thing led to another, next thing I know we have this knock down, drag out hardcore barfight like you'd see in an old Western film.
Well here's me, the guy that's just kinda stunned watching people fly around and shit breaking when I see one of my larger buddies rolling around outside in the snow just pounding on this poor guy (who turned out to be a bouncer). Naturally this caused a scene among the rest of the spectators so we gathered around, like mobs do. Of course everyone wanted front row seats including myself! Go Dave!
Well here's this angry crowd, each person rooting for a different contender, all jostling and elbowing each other to get better positioning and I'm right in the middle of this disaster waiting to happen. I elbow the guy next to me (the bouncer's good buddy) a little too hard and turn back to the main event, when this guy grabs my shoulder with one hand and turns me as if to say, "hey, please don't push" and then I'm on the ground face first with a destroyed mouth in the fetal position getting the absolute shit beat out of me for what seemed like an eternity. A dogpile then forms on top of me, which was ALL KINDS of fun. Later, in the emergency room in Canadia at 4am, I shelled out a nice sum for facial repair ;p
It's a fun story, but I still can't believe the shit people do to each other. If you live in a border town I pity you.
Time makes more converts than reason. - Thomas Paine
Well, luckily I have only been in a handful of actual fights. I don't know how this is so, because I am a very sarcastic person and have no compunctions about mocking strangers (who are typically drunk, like me, at the time).
However, since the thread is supposed to be about getting your ass handed to you, on to that one time.
I am in Junior High School. A total pussy, but already sarcastic as hell. The huge piece of meat next to me in shop class got a C- on this quiz. I happen to notice it and thought it would be a good time to mock him. Later, in gym class, he explained to me my error in judgement. Not being very good with words, he pummeled me for several minutes to get his point across. It was actually a pretty effective. I am sure if he had just explained to me that I was being rude I would have only mocked him more. Beating me to tears and making it so I could not raise my left arm above my shoulder for a few weeks, however, was a compelling arguement.
It did all add up I guess, I have a ruptured disc and 2 herniated discs but I am lucky.
I took my finger placed it on his forehead and said see ya and he tumbled over * told ya he was very drunk*He cried like a baby especially when the campus police had pulled into the lot and seen him . 
can't say I was in much shape to survive a fight with a bigger and much more sober guy 
