Real Fight Stories / Experiences

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Real Fight Stories / Experiences
Original Poster: opariser1001
Forum: Hand to Hand Combat
Posted On: 18-02-2007, 05:27

Orginal Post: opariser1001: Please use this topic to talk about and share stories and experiences of real street fights or real fighting experiences.

Post: wuming:

Not since I was in elementary school — if you want to call elementary school scruffles streetfights :?>

Post: Kyorgi:

I have 2…but I’m gonna tell the story of my lame one.

I was renting a movie with one of my friends when some guy comes and punches me in the back. I turn around and its one of my cousins who runs away yelling “hahaha you cant catch me fatty” (which is funny becuases im 10% body fat and he’s 16%) Anyway I grabbed him and kicked him in the stomach and then I punched him in the stomach. He punched me in the stomach and So I punched him in the face….and then he punched me in the face. The friend who was with me was farther down the street and thought we were just messing around…untill he saw me punch him in the face. My cousin had one of his friends with him who was just laughing to whole time. I punched him in the stomach (he was just standing there not trying to protect himself or anything LOL) and then my cousin started saying “Im sorry dude…I was just kidding…Im sorry!” I punched him in the stomach one more time and then they started to walk away. I was pretty pissed when it was over….and my head hurt lol I wish I had kept my hands up (damn tkd training). When I think about it now I just laugh….espcially about punching the kid who was just standing there.
……….those were the days……..

8limbs- sorry that musta been confusing, but the guy that hit me was my cousin, thats how I can recite>

Post: Kyorgi:

btw if you want a good story read the one in this thread

http://fightauthority.com/modules.php?name=Forums&file=viewtopic&t=1197&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0>

Post: 8LimbsScientist:

Kyorgi

The funniest part of the story is where you can recite both your body fat and the body fat of the guy who just punched you, lol!>

Post: bamboo:

This is not a physical fight story but rather funny IMHO.

I was at the only martial arts supply shop in the city looking at bokken, harbingers and mouth pieces when I overhear two young men in their 20s discussing the finer points of japanese swordmenship. Not being much of a sword guy myself (some ZNKR iaido and kashima shinto ryu and of course tonnes of aikiken (not real swordwork but aikiform practice :wink: ) I walked over to them and inquired where they practice and who their teacher was ( I was really interested as thier is only znkr in the city).

One looked at the other and said he was a senior student at a local aikido dojo and was certified to teach sword. Now really interested since I know all the instructors for aikido in the city, I asked him the name.

He proceeded to name MY TEACHER AND MY DOJO.
I told him that was kind of funny since i’m senior student at that dojo and have never seen him before, and further more, my teacher teaches aikiken, NOT proper kenjutsu from any koryu.

His “student” looked shocked and just left the store, the “teacher” put his tail between his legs , bought his bokken and quickly left the store. A little later when I was walking to my car and from out of nowhere the “teacher”, carrying his bokken and headed right at me. I centered myself readying for an interaction ( It was pretty comical to think some guy was going to attack me with a wooden sword, I mean geez, thats a dream to an aikido guy!!!) He stopped at about striking distance to me and apologized for lying to me in the store and using our dojo’s good name and reputation.

I invited him to practice at the dojo…he lasted less than two monthes. I hear he plays “live action role playing” now, hes a samurai. :roll:

True story.>

Post: setsu nin to:

I have some street fight experience I was even member of two fighters group. I was footbal supporter and skin head (S.H.A.R.P.) for long time.>

Post: dan2kowalski:

Well iam 21 and havent been in a fight since i was about 17 because after taht i got into FC Amateur Kickboxing. So i was 17 picking up one of my friends when this drunk kid who i kinda knew hit my window and started saying shit i was gonna getting out of the car when, The guys whos house it was said to just leave on held the other kid back. I was pissed because i worked my ass off for that car adn i aint gonna have some lil fuck screw with it. So a day or 2 later teh kid was like yo man sorry about that i was like fuck u i wanna fight u in school so i get a vacation and see u get your asskicked. (This is after like 2 years of just karate)He showed up at my work i told him i get out at 6 we went around back each with 1 friend he said he didnt wanna fight so then i punched him in the mouth then he came towards me through a kick at his stomach, which brought his hands down leaving him unguarded then punched himin the mouth witha jab he started pleeding then he tried to get behind me so i put him in a headlock adn flipped him on the ground. I then let him get up and he ended up getting behin me against the car so i back fisted him then he put me in some wrestling move were i couldnt breathe and asked me to tap out so i did he won but his lip was all bleeding and shit then we hugged and that was it.>

Post: Tease T Tickle:

I was walking home from my girlfriend’s house on Devil’s Night. I was confronted by a couple of volunteer neighborhood watch types, making sure I wasn’t there for arson. After finally convincing them I was just headed home, they offered an escort past the freeway and across the four-lane, heavily trafficked street I’d have to cross. I insisted on walking. They considered that suspicious and said that if I didn’t come with them, they would detain me until the police arrived to arrest me for violating curfew (not only was I 17, but Devil’s Night has a universal curfew to help curtail arson). I refused to remain in their custody or be escorted and the pair tried to physically detain me. Given that it was dark out, I can’t tell you too many physical details. Both were male, one was kind of lanky and tall the other was more average sized.

The medium built one came at me with a one handed grip on my elbow, the other attempted to grab the collar of my jacket. I thumbed the taller fellow in the eye and met the medium one during his penetration into my midline with a headbutt. I pushed the tall one off the curb into the street, tumbling him over backwards and got a belt-collar grip on the medium one, bar-bouncer tossing him into their “patrol” car (a Ford Escort) and took off running. I made it home in record time, without any attempt at pursuit or further interference.>

Post: fingurdar:

Hmm, I don’t know if you’d count this a fight or not.

I was on a cruise boat in the Bahamas, just hanging out with the people I had met on there and having a great time. It was late, something like 3 A.M., so not too many people were awake. There were elevators from the main deck that you could take to get to your room; me and my new friends were hanging out around the elevator area. A new friend of mine who looked about 20, maybe a few years older (I am 16) was drinking and getting pretty drunk, and started bragging about how tough he was and how some people on the boat were annoying him, and how he wanted to kick their asses, lol. Let’s call him Mike (I don’t remember his real name).

Well, soon enough people came out of those elevators…2 guys, one who looked about 25 and another who looked maybe 17-18. Both of them were VERY drunk, slurring their words and such. It was obvious the 25 year old was very pumped up to fight…he kept walking around punching shit, lol. Well, the 25 year old and the 17-18 year old stood around for a while, then walked into the elevator to go back to their room. However, before the elevator doors closed I hear from behind me Mike shout, “Hey, ill take care of your mom for you later tonight!!!”

Sure enough, the elevator doors immediately opened back up, and the shitfaced 25 year old started yelling, “Who said that?!” and walking around trying to figure it out. Well, apparently this disheartened Mike a little bit because he didn’t say a word. Finally, the 25 year old gets frustrated and takes off his shirt…then looks right at ME and tries to SLAP me, then swings!

The slap connected but it was a little one and didnt do anything…I didnt even see the punch coming, but luckily I flinched and his punch missed my face by a couple of inches. He then came charging at me with his head down, I guess trying to do a football tackle. As he got close, without even thinking I got my arm over the top of his neck and locked in a standing guillotine choke. It was weird, people talk about adrenaline dumps and stuff and how different real fighting is from sparring, but my adrenaline didnt really start pumping at all, and I instinctively did the same move I wouldve done if I was grappling in the gym.

Within a few seconds the bystanders had come over and pulled him away…he definitely looked a little surprised, but I doubt he knew too much what was going on considering how trashed he was. Oh yeah, and my “friend” Mike had run his ass back up to his room! Wow, he is SO tough, just like he said!

Afterwards people were telling me to “apologize”…I guess everyone thought I had made the comment about his mom, maybe they shouldve considered that he was too drunk to rationalize and just wanted to hit someone. Anyways, he went back to his room…and came back down maybe 30-60 minutes later, asking people who he hit…lol he was too drunk to remember. When people pointed out it was me, he was like, “Hey man did I slap you like this?” *light slap*…to which I responded, “Yeah dude whatever…” He was like, “Wait, I thought I slapped you like THIS…” *another slap*

Lets just say it took all I had in me not to knock his f*ckin teeth out right there.

All in all though, the cruise was awesome. Thanks for reading.>

Post: zefff:

this thread has turned to shit. :(

I remember one night I was walking home cutting through unlit areas and back roads that I knew well when I found a group of 4 in my way on the path.

I had a 3 quarter length coat on with hood up so I was totally unknown to them but I recognised the guys as local scum who I knew from the local area with gun and knife crimes on their CVs. I knew them but they were my enemies and known racists so I evaded them by walking around them. I was quite young and inexperienced so my body language gave away blatant signs of weakness.

They began taunting, cursing and goading me since it was obvious from my dress that I wasnt white. I wanted to fight and gripped the 24 inch chisel tucked in my jeans tightly but I knew my initial aim was to get home safe and they would not stop me so I continued and ignored the “come on nigger” jibes.

as I left them behind I could hear the chimpanzee calls and other insults and it dawned on me that these guys who I thought were SO bad were actually very weak. I went home a few weeks back and these guys all have heroin addictions now.

sad.>

Post: redswordsman:

Well I think I have alot of fighting experience and my latest one is really a fuck off. Here is my story. Last week my cousin was doing some sparring (just for fun though). Well my cousin told me that in the group there best fighter was a tkd blackbelt and we just fight for just fun. Well so we started the fight before the match begin it was said that the rule was no grapple, low blow, hitting in the head, and throws. Well eventhough it is like an disadvantage for me because most of the martials arts i know is grapple i accept it ( we were fighting in a garage cement). So the first round started well I block most of his kick but I try not to counter it because theres no grapple. So he did the combo and his kick was kind of hardthen suddenly he gave a low blow. Oh hell no I was down still I told them to continue the match because I want to woop his ass on his game. So Every time he hit now his attack gave him an disadvantage he also punched and I attacked him with all I got. Every time i was winning he would disobey the rules to change his pace (throw, headshot( I dodge) . Also there was one time that he hit his own balls because I dodge it and he blame me for it. So We fight for more than an hour and rightknow they change the rule he said i ca use grapple. So he graple me with the head and I was in a desperate situation but i dont want to quit. I was thinking of carrying him and throwing him but it would injure his back . So i was thinking still I while I was fighting I forgot that there was nohitting in the head. So I stop the fight and gave up beacuse for me in fighting i have a code of honor to do what i promise. Well still it was some kind of a lose or a draw but I still madehis whole body (no legs, no head) mess up. I think I will fight him 2 weeks from know or next week(buying mats) next time i will fight him but this time i wont follow the rules if he cheated again.>

Post: zefff:

I cant wait to hear about more of your ‘real fight’ experiences. :roll:>

Post: Tease T Tickle:

This one time I was eating at a diner and the guy next to me dropped his spoon. So, I totally flipped out and killed the entire town.>

Post: :

Wow… gotta watchout for those low blows. Please keep us updated on how your fighting goes. It’s good to hear that people are using their martial arts “skills”.>

Post: Kyorgi:

[quote=Tease T Tickle This one time I was eating at a diner and the guy next to me dropped his spoon. So, I totally flipped out and killed the entire town.[/quote 

Crap, If I open a window are you gonna totally punch me in the face?>

Post: nbotary:

Well, there was this one time at band camp…

I’ve been fortunate in that I haven’t had to actually use anything I’ve learned although this is the closest I’ve been to offering anyone some free dental work since learning martial arts…

I had just graduated college the day before and my girlfriend (now wife) and I took off back to her school for her graduation the next day. After she graduated, we went out and were at a party with a bunch of her friends and some people that I vaguely knew. My best friend at the time attended the same school she did and would’ve been at the same party, but he wasn’t there that evening – otherwise this would be a hell of a lot more interesting!! Anyway, I think I knew 2-3 people there – at best – and I really barely knew them to begin with. I had seen some punk ass earlier that night who had been checking out my girlfriend. Even though he was giving me shitty looks, I let it go. My girlfriend said that she wanted to say goodbye to a freind of hers and then she wanted to bail from the party. I told her I would wait in the front of the house and she went to talk with her friend. As she was coming back so we could leave, I heard her start yelling and cussing someone out. Needless to say, I hauled ass and bull dozed some people to get to her. When I got there, there was the little punk ass. I asked her what had happened and she said that he had grabbed her ass. That was it – it was go time. I got up in his face and asked him what the fuck he thought he was doing. All of a sudden it got REAL quite and he looked like he was about to start some shit. I had already been in Jiu Jitsu for about 5 months and I took a quick assessment of my situation – I was pretty much alone. However, I had a great advantage – his back was against a wall, no shoes, no shirt, drunk as shit and not too cool. I had a bee-line shot for his throat had I chose to take it, as well as a nice set-up for a groin shot and a slam to the floor. I was about to flip out on this kid when she and her friend grabbed me and pulled me into a spare room, separating me from him. Her friend went back out and told the guy what he was up against. Needless to say, when we walked back outside, the little shit came up and apologized profusely to me. I told him to apologize to her first and then I would deal with him. After she ripped him a new asshole, I told him if I ever saw him again nobody would stop me from fucking him up.

I found out a couple of days later that the little punk ass had three guys ready to jump me that night if I had started anything until her friend had told them that I was in Jiu Jitsu. He didn’t tell them what belt I was or how long I had been doing it, but apparently it was enough to scare the shit out of all four of them!! :lol: :lol: :lol:>

Post: Albert:

I got jumped by 5 older guys, fought them till my friend jumped in, then 3 stayed with me, and 2 went after him, i felt no pain from the strikes i took my adrenaline was through the roof, lasted almost 3 or 4 minutes as i remember, not sure exactly. a few of them got a nasty beating, one had to be dragged away unconcious by his friends, his face was pouring blood, and they all made a run for it to a car, then took off. My friend and i took no significant damage at all. Then police arrived maybe 1 minute after the attackers took off, but we were fine so we didnt file a report or anything. Went home, went to sleep. Never saw them again after that.>

Post: angryrocker4:

This was before I was doin MA, but I was in the army.
Stationed over in Italy, and me and a friend decide to go out drinking. Well we got totally shit faced, which italians rarely do. And for some reason my friend, a tiny dude by the way, walked up to these two girls and pinched their asses! I was laughing, then their boyfriends came around and were speaking that stuff they talk over there, I guess they didnt appreciate what my friend did. So despite the fact that no one understands the others language they get into a yelling match, and start pushin. At ths point Im headin over, cause Im a big dude and italians are like all tiny and stuff, so i figure they wont do nothin and the situation will be resolved.

One of the fuckers swung at me! he evidently saw me comin and thought I was just gonna start grabbin and slammin so he threw a hit. And let me tell ya, if ya ever wanna say you whooped some major ass in a bar fight go to Italy, they’re worse than the french.
After gettin hit, I did what the guy thought, I started grabbing and slamming. My tiny bud is doin alright too. After a bit it got broke up by the other customers i think, not sure. anyway I had a nice swole lip and a few cuts to brag about. Once outside though something big happened……my friend totally passed out, so I pick him up and start walkin around the parkin lot. After a minute I forgot where i was and where i was goin, so I walked around the parkin lot for hours tryin to figure it out…then a guy I knew drove by and saw me carryin this dude on my shoulders wandering aimlessly around a parkin lot….that was the greatest. Almost as good as the time I puked on a stripper! I’m just not sure to be proud or ashamed of it, good story though for the kids.>

Post: nEo-Wolf:

Had a fight last night, i was just going home after a night out and the drugy came over and was talking about shit. He then tried to start on my m8 who was with me until he found out who some of his family members were ( his brothers and cousins are quite hard).

He then turned straight to me and said im gonna put you through a window in a minute but im gonna punch you in the face now. The he said im gonna kick you in the balls, he tried but used the old knee block, then i started swinging, i caught 1/3 times and then used a headlock takedown to get him to the floor.

I went into the side mount and rained down a few punches and go pulled off by a by stander. but he had my hoodie’s hood and i hear a tear so i punched him 2x more. The twat then bit my mate on the shin when he was pullin us apart.
After that i was on the side walk and he was sayin stuff like hes gonna kill me and get his m8’s on me, so i said so you cant do it yourself and need your m8’s and he started it.

I had my arms crossed and he came over and he was trying to stare me out out, he then threw a head but and i moved back and swung again a hit him the his hed went down so i threw a few uppercuts and then the bystander pulled him off again and he didnt raise his head so i must have gotten him ok…

It was my first fight so it was quite an experience, the only bad thing was that my thumb hurts, i must have coaught a hokk wrong, ah well…>

Post: Twitch:

:cry: I have never won a single street fight. My older borther is teaching me how to defend myself.>

Post: nesta:

I was in a fight with my grans neighbour once.

the guy was about 35 and I was 17. He was a right bully and had assaulted 2 of my friends before. The night before we had put the music a bit too loud but instead of telling us to turn it down he called the police, who later had to calm him down!

The next day I was going home and he watched me pass from his doorway. I heard ‘dickhead’ so I said ‘faggot’ and he came at me. It started with him pushing his head against mine and his wife was egging him on(the slapper). He was heading back in now that he saw I was standing up to him and in anger shouted at him and this time he flew straight at me.

He was heading straight at me at speed so at the last moment I side-stepped him and his flailing hand clawed my neck. Now we are face to face and he’s throwing these peice of shit punches that i was dodging with no problem(the bloke was a gimp). After about 30 seconds of this he dropped his guard as if waiting to get punched so I threw a right hand…..missed :lol: , I threw another…..missed :oops: , then another…..missed :roll: , the fourth connected and when I looked down he was eatin tarmac 8). Instead of jumping on him I let him get up. Another quick right and his eye was busted. He finally grabbed be by the hips and overpowered me. He still couldn’t hit me but I got a kick in and with this he returned home. This guy was about as hard as bruce lee after 20 aftershocks followed by a fine bottle of French red wine………Not forgetting the 10 joints :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:>

Post: jonesboy101:

ok i got one .. i was in my school locker room and out of know where this kid tackles me in to the lockers so my first insinct was to react with force an dso i did . he got me on the ground and had one arm around his hand getting ready to put some move on me i guess i reversed it s, sweep kicked him on the ground and jumped on top of him and held him there and was like dude i dont have a reason to fight you so lay off .. so i got up and started walking away . and he came up behind me and grabbed me from behind and picked me up ba dmove i got on efoot behind him tripped him and while he was fallling i got my elbow right in his nuts ,, i never seen a man cry this hard . prob hurt pretty bad with full vorce and eveything..but know on eever messed with me after tht.

the resone for the fight a week earlier i became a silver glove boxer and he was also a boxer tht has been in it for way longer than i have and he still is nothing so it was jealousy tht cause him to do this …lol>

Post: ninja_claws:

wow, those stories are awsome, ive got aalot

over 40 worth talkin about lol, but the one that deserves it the most was funny as hell

their was this dude in the folk, among others ive fought
who wanted to make a name of himselfm and i was about to go in a play for my skewl as a ninja, and screw it up because i was just, idk, mischiviouse, and because of people knowing i did it, and the folk, ill call him ticki ticki, cause he looked like a damn zoo loo
big muscles, no brains, pushed me, and grabbed himself and goes ” nigga bust me” and being mystupid self, i went, ” are u fuckin stupid, u think i bought this uniform from walmart, No!! im the real deal bitch” yea i used to have a bit of an ego i admit
anywho, i think i took somn offence to that comment, so i got into my position, water, lol so i looked drunked, and hes like” wtf nigga, u kiddin man” and im like “bitch ur wasting my fuckin time”
again he took offence, so he got in a false boxing position, u know, hittin with ur right first, and swingin no jabs, tried to hit me, and i grabbed that fists, flowed with it for a quick sec, then flipped his ass over, it was pretty wicked, then he got up, and the principle ws commin, so i wanted to make it fasted , so i parted my fingers and threw them into his throut holding him, the iwth a quick palm to his face knocking him back, then a kinda sloppy, i thought, backkick to the head, he stayed down, and i played like a ninja and dished and decided against screwen up the play, because a ninja cant dodge a bullit, so i wassnt gonna take any chances>

Post: ninja_claws:

that was not worth typing that much
lol>

Post: ninja_claws:

o and how do we change our belt colors on here, do we have to pay, cause i go by headbands, but i have plenty of belts too, whites just kinda
umm
idk
white lol>

Post: Muay_Thai_MGM:

The last fight I was in was so stupid, it wasn’t even a street fight.
I was playing a game of pick up hockey at a local outdoor rink with some guys. I scored and one of the guys said it didn’t go in, so we started arguing. (I don’t know what it is about hockey, but it brings out a rage in just about all who play it for some reason). Anyway, he pushed me and I just kind of jabbed him in the nose, not expecting much in return. Well, I thought it was over and I turned to skate away and he cracked me over the head with his stick. All I remember is that weird sound you hear in your head when you get hit good. When I came to my senses, I was being choked! Nobody stepped in because everyone was scared of this guy, he is a badass streetfighter and obviously does what it takes to win. He finally let me go, and I went home with my tail between my legs!
Moral of the story…DON’T EVER LET YOUR GUARD DOWN, MENTALLY OR PHYSICALLY!!!>

Post: imported_JaMes_KinG:

hey guys…. i have only recently been taking an interest in martial arts… i was just going to ask what things i should keep in mind in a fight … like say im up against a big tall chuby but strong guy… what tecniques should i use and what training should i go through – as in HARD TRAINING … i have been training hard for a week or so… punching the shit out of wood trying to break it and making my knuckles bleed… no pain no gain. But if someone wouldnt mind giving me some tips…. ive been in fights before and smashed the crap out of most people but i have trouble facing people bigger then me… im ok with my own size though its just big people that sometimes start me up and i feel like flatening their face on the floor.

James>

Post: ninja_claws:

ummm…….. if theyre fat, well idk, ive been doing the arts forever
i guess dont let him hit u, stay light
and hitting wooden bourds test your strength, its doesnt build it, get a punching bag for that
you screw up your knuckles doing wut you are
try to confuse him, when he hits u, dont tense up, stay loose, and put all ur weight into ur punches by moving you body with your punches
and tall fat, and strong, sounds fun
the bigger they are, the more its hurts them to hit the ground>

Post: bamboo:

Quote:
ummm…….. if theyre fat, well idk, ive been doing the arts forever
i guess dont let him hit u, stay light
and hitting wooden bourds test your strength, its doesnt build it, get a punching bag for that
you screw up your knuckles doing wut you are
try to confuse him, when he hits u, dont tense up, stay loose, and put all ur weight into ur punches by moving you body with your punches
and tall fat, and strong, sounds fun
the bigger they are, the more its hurts them to hit the ground

huh?

What do you practice and for how long?>

Post: opariser1001:

so…..

many….things….

to say………

head hurting……..gaaaaaaah!

Ninja Claws, please please PLEASE stop posting, let alone giving people advice!!! you obvioulsy have ZERO martial arts experience, and more than that, YOU’RE A RETARD!! STFU!!!!!

okay i feel better now>

Post: setsu nin to:

ninja_claws

>

Post: ninja_claws:

wow goly gee
thanks guys
make me soo happy>

Post: BLACK PANTA:

[quote=ninja_claws wow goly gee
thanks guys
make me soo happy[/quote 

dude when you fight aren’t you supposed to like drop from a ceiling, slitting their throats, then run back without being seen to the Shogun? :lol:

>

Post: xero150:

2 days ago. I went over to my girlfriends house and my friend mark lives right up the street. so we walked up and in doing so, one of my worst enemies, chris mendica flicks me off them the back seat of a friends car, i wave him back. i tell him to get out of the car and fight. i found out today that hes a boxer so thats why he wasnt hesitant to fight. but neways i wasnt expecting it to happen so fast and he got me real good in the cheek just below the eye. im on the oakville highschool wrestling team, so i double-legged him to his back and when he was getting up i hit him square in the mouth, so he turned over to his belly and i put in a power half nelson (wrestling move that hurts like crazy) jammin his face into the wet/muddy grass. I let him up after that so we could continue fighting. bad mistake, he turned around and socked me in the jaw, which hurts right now. but i kept my bearings and put in a headlock to where he was underneath me, his head like under my chest, and he couldnt get away. i cant remember how many times i hit him in the side of the head. He came to school today with the whole left side of his face red and swollen. tommorrow night is the football game and people are calling my cell phone making threats to jump me so im gonna carry a knife. im nervous as hell even tho my buddies are gonna be with me….
suggestions?>

Post: Stg:

i been in a fight recently, and i even had it taped for you guys to see.

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/videos/oldguyfight.html

LISTEN…the ONLY reason i fell was because my shoes had no traction and there was oil on the ground. i was about to kick that asshole’s ass back to the stone age.that cheap son of a bitch even hit me when i fell. :evil:>

Post: bamboo:

Exactly how I pictured you… :lol:>

Post: xero150:

lol thats awesome.>

Post: ninja_claws:

lmfao

thats rich, u look like a bad ass martial artist…………………… >.>

anyways, just cause i practice ninjitsu doesnt mean that i fight liek the ancient ninjutsu artist did
ninjas now are completely different then they were then
so fuckin shut up ppl i dont wanna say it again
im getting tired of this shit
Taijutsu Ninjutsu is wut i practice
taijutsu means full movement of the body
their
happy??
bitches>

Post: setsu nin to:

ninja_claws

ninjutsu? real ninjutsu?

Can you become invisible?>

Post: bamboo:

Quote:
anyways, just cause i practice ninjitsu doesnt mean that i fight liek the ancient ninjutsu artist did
ninjas now are completely different then they were then
so fuckin shut up ppl i dont wanna say it again
im getting tired of this shit
Taijutsu Ninjutsu is wut i practice
taijutsu means full movement of the body
their
happy??
bitches

Yes they are very different, at one time they were trained soldiers that practiced stealth and deception. Now, they are primarily fantasy warriors practicing body arts that have no clue what actual “ninja” really did.

Taijutsu is a generic term, all japanese martial arts use this term in one way or another, it tells people nothing. BTW smart guy, Taijutsu does not mean “full movement of the body”, look it up again and I may send you a cookie. If your ninja master is telling you this, he is either telling you things to shut you up or he has no clue. I’m going with the first.

Yes, I am happy, thank you for asking. :D

-bamboo>

Post: TonyTooRaw:

it was a rainy day,and this black kid that i kno calld me n hes talkin all this shit bout how hes gonna beat my ass so im like ok ill be rite over there cuz he was at my friends house down the street so i go over there n he comes out acting like hes all angry n huffin n puffin so i took him down with a hip throw then i mounted him and punched him in the lip bout 4 times then he grabbed both my hands so i headbutted him like 6 times then sum lady came out from a house n was staring at us so i stopped then she went inside and i was lets go n hes wouldnt say anything he just went home>

Post: zefff:

Thats great news! These black kids really are getting out of hand nowadays arent they? :roll:>

Post: bamboo:

:D

I seriously don’t think I could have made it as a black man living in the west, I would have cracked years ago.

Zefff, nice retort, I doubt the ignorance behind the post sees the irony in what you wrote. :wink:

-bamboo>

Post: TKDman:

What is it about this thread that makes people write in run on sentences?

I’ve never been in any “real” streetfights, which I attribute to 1) my friendly demeanor and 2) my size (6’2″ 250lbs). But I do have a friend that I wrestle around with. All he knows is the rear naked choke. This is usually how our “fights” end, one guy rnc’ing the other. I usually beat him but not always. Last time he had me in it, but wasn’t doing it correctly. He had me in a guillotine later, which had he kept tight, would have made me tap (I wound up pulling his forearm down). We stopped soon after because we saw some blood on his pants, but we couldn’t find out where it came from. I did make good use of something my tkd instructor taught a while back (I don’t do tkd anymore). Using the second knuckles in a side-to-side motion on top of someone else’s closed fist usually often makes them let go. :twisted:

Kinda lame, but it’s all I got.>

Post: zefff:

“But I do have a friend that I wrestle around with. All he knows is the rear naked choke. This is usually how our “fights” end, one guy rnc’ing the other. I usually beat him but not always. Last time he had me in it, but wasn’t doing it correctly. He had me in a guillotine later, which had he kept tight, would have made me tap (I wound up pulling his forearm down). We stopped soon after because we saw some blood on his pants, but we couldn’t find out where it came from.______________________*”

*Insert gay innuendo wisecrack of choice here. :lol:>

Post: Sammys:

lol, well iam 14 years old, this dude which is like 13 or 14 too, said i hacked him on aim or somethin, but i really didnt, and he said he wanted to see me, so i went to his school the next day afterschool, me and 3 or 4 other friends, and i went over there, so then i didnt know which one he was, then my cousin told me, cuss she knew which one he was, he came up to me and said where do you want to fight at, i said right here, i dont care… then he started swinging at me on my face, so i started swinging back, and then the kids brother jumped in, the brother was like 16 or 17, and it was like 2 on 1 with me… -_- then his brothers friend jumped in, so it was 3 on 1 with me… then all of a sudden 1 of my friend jumped in, now it was 3 on 2, after my homie jumped in the kids brother and his friend went after my homie (2 on 1) with my friend, so i had 1 on 1 with the kid for a little bit and the kid fell on the ground, i ran up and kick but he got up too quick then he backed up soo far, i thinked he quit so i stopped and mugged him and then the police started coming so we all took off… my other friends are gay for not jumping in… but yeah after that i didnt get really too fucked up, my face was red and some scratches on my face… dont know how, but he was kind of quick, or maybe iam slow lol, then a couple months later we made a chatroom on aim, and he said i swinged so hard he flew back.. i was hella cracking up when he said that… but yeah, i think he wants 2nd round, dunno>

Post: Sammys:

another fight i was in was… in front of this computer internet gaming store, people play this shooting game call counter strike, well we ditched school one day, then my homie saw this white boy flirting with his girlfriend, so then i went up and started messing with the white boy, like i was pushing his chair back and fourth and slapping him in the face for fun, then i think he got kind of serious, so some of my homies took his wallet and we ran out the store, then he started chasing us, so we started running around the whole building, then we was throwing it back and fourth like he was monkey in the middle, and one of my friend said i dare you to throw it up the building, it was 1 story building so i threw it up, and he got so pissed he came up to me and started pushing me, and he said 1 thing that really pissed me off, “fuck you blood” and then i started swinging at him in the face like 6 times, first i socked him 2 times in the face, then grabbed his shirt by the chest with my right hand, and socked him a couple time in the face with my right hand, then he started crying and ran away.. a couple hours later he told his brother and his dad, so then they came to the store and we ran away, i went home, then couple days later, i heard his brother wanted to go 1 on 1 with me, but i said it was all good, cuss i didnt want to fight his brother, iam not scard but i just didnt want to… and i heard i fucked up that white dudes face, i heard he had a black eye…. owned!>

Post: bamboo:

Hi there troll. Hows trolling life? Good I hope.

BTW, if what you have desrcribed is infact real, don’t ever bitch or call racism when some “whiteboy” beats the living shit out of you, and it will happen.

You and your piss ant “homies” are pathetic at life.

He was flirting with a girlfriend? Ooooooo, big man took his wallet and started harrassing him. Your whats wrong with children, and you are a child.

He called you “blood”…again, a big sarcastic “ooooooo”, your so tough, you hit a kid with all your friends around to back you up because he used a word you didn’t like.

Well “BLOOD” this “whiteboy” thinks you should just quit. Why not just go to jail now and save us the time…. OH…right, because it probably never happened.

Go away wanker, or better yet, go BY YOURSELF when the “whiteboy” is with a group of friends and start your fight.

Children …sigh

-just another whiteboy>

Post: Kojiro_Musashi:

well this isnt much of a fight, but i guess i’ll tell it anyways :P

ok well the morning this happened my wrestling coach in 1st period told us not to get involved with the gang fights occuring in our school. that were happening between the armenians and mexicans, and our team had a large number of armenians on it :P

well it was after school and im walking home with my friends and near our school is a jack in the box…. well everyone started runing towards the jack in the box as if a fight started :P well i told my friends to ignore it cause what our coach said but just as i said that my friends ran over to see the fight :P so im like goddamnit and i follow them.

ok so we get there and a group of about 7 mexicans are harrasing one of the armenian wrestlers, and i didnt really like the guy but he was being harresed by not only the 7 gang members but also by the rest of the crowd, they were throwing rocks and i dont know where they came from but they were also throwing wooden blocks :P

well the guy was in his car with his mom and what looked like his younger sister, so my friend was like we should help him… well i told him not to bother cause they were in a car and that they were leaving, but the fuckin idiot got out of the car and the group rushed him, well to make a long story short he rushed back into the car and the crowd started to beat on the car so they were driving away..

then this guy next to me was about to throw this wooden block.. and im like getting really pissed cause its like 1guy with his mom and sis vs. 7 guys and this bigg ass crowd

so as he goes to throw the block i block his arm to stop him from throwing it… well he dosent throw it and it hits another mexican gang member… well my friends thought i got hit :P so they turned to help me. i didnt see this cause i was about ready to fight these guys..

so the guy that was about to throw the block and the other guy turn and face me and say something in spanish and im like damn i really didnt want this to turn out this way :P

well we then hear the car screech out of the parking lot, they look over and then they just leave…

yea it wasnt much but i was pissed :(>

Post: TonyTooRaw:

this one time this kid that i kno was talkin shit 2 me at a basketball court so i came up 2 him n was like y u talkin shit( the typical way to start a fight lol) and hes like im not and after bout 5 minutes of arguin i just punched him in the face then he started 2 fall down so i pushed him down then got on top of hiim and punched him twice then i was walkin away cuz iut was definately over my friend came up n was like “ooo u busted his head open, bloods shootin everywhere all over his neck” so we both ran and he calld the cops and i got arrested and had 2 pay his hospital bills cuz he had 2 get staples in the back of his head.>

Post: opariser1001:

[quote=bamboo Hi there troll. Hows trolling life? Good I hope.

BTW, if what you have desrcribed is infact real, don’t ever bitch or call racism when some “whiteboy” beats the living shit out of you, and it will happen.

You and your piss ant “homies” are pathetic at life.

He was flirting with a girlfriend? Ooooooo, big man took his wallet and started harrassing him. Your whats wrong with children, and you are a child.

He called you “blood”…again, a big sarcastic “ooooooo”, your so tough, you hit a kid with all your friends around to back you up because he used a word you didn’t like.

Well “BLOOD” this “whiteboy” thinks you should just quit. Why not just go to jail now and save us the time…. OH…right, because it probably never happened.

Go away wanker, or better yet, go BY YOURSELF when the “whiteboy” is with a group of friends and start your fight.

Children …sigh

-just another whiteboy[/quote 

couldn’t agree more….sigh…

and “TonyTooRaw”, there just are no words to describe you and your stupidity>

Post: TKDman:

[quote=TonyTooRaw this one time this kid that i kno was talkin shit 2 me at a basketball court so i came up 2 him n was like y u talkin shit( the typical way to start a fight lol) and hes like im not and after bout 5 minutes of arguin i just punched him in the face then he started 2 fall down so i pushed him down then got on top of hiim and punched him twice then i was walkin away cuz iut was definately over my friend came up n was like “ooo u busted his head open, bloods shootin everywhere all over his neck” so we both ran and he calld the cops and i got arrested and had 2 pay his hospital bills cuz he had 2 get staples in the back of his head.[/quote 
Ugh, this site has really gone to the crapper… :(>

Post: Kojiro_Musashi:

[quote=TKDman [quote=TonyTooRaw this one time this kid that i kno was talkin shit 2 me at a basketball court so i came up 2 him n was like y u talkin shit( the typical way to start a fight lol) and hes like im not and after bout 5 minutes of arguin i just punched him in the face then he started 2 fall down so i pushed him down then got on top of hiim and punched him twice then i was walkin away cuz iut was definately over my friend came up n was like “ooo u busted his head open, bloods shootin everywhere all over his neck” so we both ran and he calld the cops and i got arrested and had 2 pay his hospital bills cuz he had 2 get staples in the back of his head.[/quote 
Ugh, this site has really gone to the crapper… :([/quote 

i wish i could say i dont agree but … yea it has :(>

Post: TonyTooRaw:

im gonna dropkick ur asses>

Post: buicken:

i hope with these new idiots posting, you now realize my posting brilliance.
“one time a guy i know farted and i kicked his ass and he farted again cause i kicked him hard, my foot stank for a week, bro’s i had to pay to get my foot kleend lol ” great stuff tony, don’t quit your day job, or give up your allowance.>

Post: angryrocker4:

[quote=TonyTooRaw im gonna dropkick ur asses[/quote 

I laugh at your impotence.>

Post: Jack_Vallick:

This isn’t a real cool fighting story. In fact, it more or less is recounting me getting my ass kicked (along with two other people) but an important one.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Around the beginning of September, I was walking home from a local diner where I left my girlfriend. I live in a semi-urban area, and this was downtown — so I cut behind the building and was aiming for the bridge to get home. Around the time I stopped for a car so I could cross the street, I noticed two guys laughing behind me. I didn’t note anything about them, really. One had a red hoodie on and the other had a zipper-jacket that wasn’t zipped and a Pittsburgh Penguins toboggan.

We went on the side of the bridge and started walking over town when they got closer. I heard one of them say “up here” or something to that effect. They spoke a few more words before I heard “jump him.” And, honestly, I was violently terrified. My legs were stiff and my first instinct was to bolt, but I didn’t really want to, either. Half way through the bridge I turned around and pulled a steel pipe (wrapped in electrical-tape — a weapon I had for my own protection instead of a gun or anything) from my jacket.

I swung hit the one closest to me in the arm. The other one just hit me square in the jaw and I went down. He got on top of me and started throwing these real fast, hook punches. He wound them up all the way over his shoulder and whipped them down at my head. I remember his knuckles and shit smacking off the sidewalk more than anything, because he really wasn’t aiming. I got my hand up under his chin and started to push him off, but he was latched. So I rolled over and then he wrapped his legs around me, and kept punching me harder.

At this point, I was just trying to pin his arms down to stop him from hitting me. Then I shoved my forearm in his throat and leaned into it. He gagged and his punches just started bouncing off my side, as I had my jacket on. I even bounced the back of his head off the ground a couple of times. After I started grappling with him, the other guy got my from under the chin and started whipping up on my head. He got in a punch to neck before I let go of the guy under me and shoved my whole body against the guy hitting me. We both hit the railing of the bridge — his body wedged between me and it. I rammed him a few times, and then he tripped to the ground.

I got up and grabbed my pipe. I smacked the guy who was hitting me initially in the lower back as he was getting up. Then I flung it at the other guy who was starting to get up faster. The pipe hit him in the shoulder and it slipped from my hands and went all the way off the bridge. I kicked the other guy in the side a few times, as he started to reach for me.

Then I took off running toward my house. I went past it, all the way up the block and waited in the woods for about ten minutes. Then I circled the block again, and went to the back of my house where I snuck in through the window. I really didn’t want either of them knowing where I lived.

So my body was completely warm; which was odd, because it was a colder night. I got my shirt off and noticed some blood-spots on it. When I looked in the mirror, the side of my head was bleeding from one of the punches the guy threw at me. I now think that he must have had a ring or something on, because it was really deep — and I know the different between being broken and torn open. Anyway, I was still trembling from it. My hands were cold; except for my knuckles. My whole body was frigid, though my face and legs were so hot I sweat.

Anyway, I went to the hospital at two in the morning to get fifteen stitches in on the side of my head. We didn’t get back until about three and cancelled my school for the next day. I didn’t sleep that whole night — thinking that somehow, some way they’d come back at me. It was an irrational thought, but I admit that I was panicked.

During the actual fight, what I remember more than anything is a lot of yelling. We were all panting and cussing at each other, and just screaming. I guess the surprise of the whole thing prompted any kind of finesse, as we all basically just swung and hit each other. It was actually VERY frightening.

The next day I was sore all over, and not even where I was hit. My elbows wouldn’t bend without excruciating pain. I think they, too, must have smacked off the ground. I even thought my left one was broken for a week. My chest was swollen about the side of a baseball and my head was stitched for two weeks before they took it out. I never saw those two guys — but I think they weren’t from around here.>

Post: TKDman:

Sounds like you need to work on your your single stick, mount escapes and guard passes! :D :wink:
Sounds like you handled yourself alright though. Why’d you throw the pipe at the guy, though? Even if it hits him, unless it knocks him out, it’s his pipe now and you’ve lost one of your only edges in the fight.

Next time, weld a circular saw blade to your pipe. THEN they’ll think twice about jumpin’ ya! :lol: :wink:>

Post: Jack_Vallick:

Well, keep in mind now that this is one of the first Friday night in September, at almost one in the morning, after a long day of work and school, and literally came out of fucking nowhere. I was thinking about catching some sleep and seeing my girlfriend the following afternoon (when she got home and slept a while). Then, in the span of one minute, I’m automatically thrust into a violent situation. I’ve been involved in a lot of stuff and am a fairly weary person — but you never really see something coming. Everyone lets their guard down in some way.

As for the pipe (or “club” as I called it), I hit the guy in the arm and then I was taken to the ground almost instantly. By the time I got it the second time, I hit him really hard and it didn’t make full contact — so it flung straight from my hand. If you’ve ever hit a tree or telephone pole with an aluminum baseball bat, you know how it makes your hand go numb and weak.

Now days, I carry a taser and a little bottle of pepper-spray. I figure I can get them away long enough to roll without too much trouble. Either that or get them down so I can beat their asses and not have the favor returned.>

Post: n-skillzz:

i got into a fight with a friend, tension just rised rapidly and he started throwing punches at me, he landed few but not solid ones because as he throws all his punches, i kept shufflin’ back while trying to deflect all his attacks, and after he stopped, i circled him then shuffled in and WHAM!! hit him with a straight haymaker palm strike right on the side of his jaw and KO’d and right now me and my friend havent been talkin that much.>

Post: zefff:

all this thread needs now is its own cheesy theme tune :roll:>

Post: samurai6string:

something from any Rocky movie should do it. :)>

Post: BLACK PANTA:

How about “why do birds suddenly appear”>

Post: DaScout:

:twisted: Looking for a fight?
Quote:
The quiet, unassuming guy in the corner is the biggest threat or your best ally; he is a sleeper, sniffing for blood in the water.

>

Post: DaScout:

Being able to fight and not get your teeth kicked in is not a team sport. Unfortunately, the UFC has gotten all ‘soap-opery’ on us.
Back to Real-Life for a moment:

At a wedding about five years ago, my wife decided to fool around with another guy. It wasn’t like I didn’t have clues, I knew what was up the whole time. Not only did I want to fight, I needed to.

I gave the two enough time to get cozy by his oversized Redneck truck and went over the scenarios again in my head. Either way, someone that night was going to bleed because of this guy.
After turning the corner of the building I saw them and blindspotted the whole sordid affair. Needless to say, I watched them make out till I was good and angry.
I walked up and asked, “So you like my wife hunh?” Then clocked him, he went down. On cue his entourage showed up and dragged me off of him.
They (4 guys) cornered me and I knew it was on! I sized them up quickly and I decided to take out the ‘Daddy’ of the group.
He had a smirk on his face so I asked, “Is something funny?” Before he could answer I right crossed him with an elbow and before he crumbled I brought my knee up and it was lights out.
Then I went in for the kill, I grabbed his throat and wrapped my legs around him. We went down while I choked the life out of my victim.

The other guys tried to pull me off in a panic and when they did they took the boots to me. I curled up and regrouped. I gave a big ‘Hoohah’ into the ground like the king of the jungle and they stopped momentarily while I stood up. I asked, “Is that all you can do?”
Before I could begin my second assault a couple of guys I befriended earlier, neutral parties, intervened.
I was drug away, talking smack the whole time.
All in all I enjoyed myself.>

Post: opariser1001:

[quote=DaScout Being able to fight and not get your teeth kicked in is not a team sport. Unfortunately, the UFC has gotten all ‘soap-opery’ on us.
Back to Real-Life for a moment:

At a wedding about five years ago, my wife decided to fool around with another guy. It wasn’t like I didn’t have clues, I knew what was up the whole time. Not only did I want to fight, I needed to.

I gave the two enough time to get cozy by his oversized Redneck truck and went over the scenarios again in my head. Either way, someone that night was going to bleed because of this guy.
After turning the corner of the building I saw them and blindspotted the whole sordid affair. Needless to say, I watched them make out till I was good and angry.
I walked up and asked, “So you like my wife hunh?” Then clocked him, he went down. On cue his entourage showed up and dragged me off of him.
They (4 guys) cornered me and I knew it was on! I sized them up quickly and I decided to take out the ‘Daddy’ of the group.
He had a smirk on his face so I asked, “Is something funny?” Before he could answer I right crossed him with an elbow and before he crumbled I brought my knee up and it was lights out.
Then I went in for the kill, I grabbed his throat and wrapped my legs around him. We went down while I choked the life out of my victim.

The other guys tried to pull me off in a panic and when they did they took the boots to me. I curled up and regrouped. I gave a big ‘Hoohah’ into the ground like the king of the jungle and they stopped momentarily while I stood up. I asked, “Is that all you can do?”
Before I could begin my second assault a couple of guys I befriended earlier, neutral parties, intervened.
I was drug away, talking smack the whole time.
All in all I enjoyed myself.[/quote 

:roll:

(i wrote a long response but have decided to shorten it…)

maybe instead of focusing on kicking the guys ass, you should be reevaluating yourself, the woman you married, and your life. something’s obviously wrong if she’s fooling around with another guy, and you end the story with “all in all i enjoyed myself”

and btw, if you’re gonna make up a fight story, at least make it believable>

Post: zefff:

Hahahahaa!!! I am seeing that guy who used to punch melons :lol:>

Post: samurai6string:

I think this guy should write for Walker Texas Ranger. :)
After asking “Is that the best you can do?!?!!?” did you pull back your shirt to reveal the red “S”? did you have some cool theme music playing as you caught bullets in your teeth and bent metal in your bare hands?

Zefff> WTF?? punching melons?????>

Post: zefff:

search the multimedia section>

Post: kungfumaster:

check this out!

my best friend calls me and says wer dat girls number.

i reply by i dont want to get involved but the man is presistent.

he says to me wen i c u in college im gonna knock u out.

to be continued

dat man is gonna get battered>

Post: iwillshootyoubitch:

Heh. My most recent fight happened just the other night. I suppose I could regale you all with a dramatic tpyed out reenactment of exactly what happened.

Well it was about 11:00 Pm last friday night. I had been invited to a block party behind the peoples house who live right across the street from me. Of course there was alot of alchohol but this particular night I wasnt drinking because i’m trying to lose weight so I can drop to a lower weight class anddrinking beer is just not an option at the moment, so… The twelve or so of us sitting by the fire outside were sitting around playing guitars and just shooting the shit. Lets just say we were all smoking a big cigarette… But n-e-ways the guy who bought the tobacco, we’ll call him lard. He was really tore up and was sitting right across the fire on the other side of the circle from me. He looked right at me after I had hit the cigarette and did what I thought at the time was a sign for me to throw the cigarette to him. So I then asked him if he wanted it and he nodded so I then threw the lit cigarette him where it then landed in his lap and burned a hole through the blue bandana he had flowing from his right pocket (He claims to be a GD or some other gang related nonsense) anyways this made him jump up and curse me. Something along the lines of “You fucking bitch if you burned my colors i’ll kill you.” So I replied by just simply stating “Fuck you mother fucker and your colors.” then he jumped up and took a few strides towards me and I thought we were going to scrap right here but when I t’ed up and raised my fist he stopped, also in part because my neighbors, the ones who own the house told him immediately that I was a boxer and that he didnt want to mess with me. But by this time I was in a frenzy and couldnt help it. I began to taunt the drunken stupid wanna be thugh by saying “Bring it on badness i’ll beat that gang spirit right out of your ass.” then he retorted by spouting some shit off about his nation and how he would have me dead in a day… Needless to say this shit enraged me (I have a short fuze.) So I told him I didnt care if he was part of the Islamic nation, the United Nations, or the Nation of domination” then simply took one step forward and swung a nice arching hay maker right cross to his chin which knocked him out cold. First he dropped his beer and then his body followed suit. I left about five minutes later. The day after Lard came over and appologised. Sporting a butterfly stitch on his chin where my middle knuckle split him open. It wasnt really much of a fight but confrontations with untrained individuals outside of the ring normaly arent.>

Post: opariser1001:

if you’re such a good boxer, why are you posting in the “Ask Sensei” forum of a martial arts website asking for “jack-hammer fists”? you should know there’s no secret training method…..

and from the sounds of your uber-believable story, you must already have jack-hammer fists… :lol:>

Post: dscott:

I think that every white belt that posts in this thread should be pink belted immediately. In fact, I think this thread should just be locked for good. It just attracts them like a moth to flame.>

Post: nbotary:

Pink belt – the new nominee is now “iwillshootyoubitch”.

All those in favor say “I”

“I”.

C’mon people let’s get the ball rollin’ on these things!!! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:>

Post: dscott:

“I”

I also nominate Kungfumaster.>

Post: nbotary:

[quote=dscott I also nominate Kungfumaster.[/quote OH, HELL YEAH!!!>

Post: iwillshootyoubitch:

I’m not even going to dignify your childish nonsense with a retort. Though I will tell you this. I am new to this particular fighting site and I saw the Q&A thread and thought i’de test it out. In the end I got the results I figured I would. As far as answering questions on the site. In the future I might be happy to do so but as of right now I dont even know if I am willing to be a permanent part of this particular online community.>

Post: Hengest:

[quote=iwillshootyoubitch As far as answering questions on the site. In the future I might be happy to do so but as of right now I dont even know if I am willing to be a permanent part of this particular online community.[/quote 

Things are looking up.>

Post: dscott:

What are you going to tell us? How to brag on the internet about a stupid “fight”?

And by the way, just call it a joint……..we all knew what you were talking about.>

Post: nbotary:

[quote=iwillshootyoubitch I’m not even going to dignify your childish nonsense with a retort. Though I will tell you this. I am new to this particular fighting site and I saw the Q&A thread and thought i’de test it out. In the end I got the results I figured I would. As far as answering questions on the site. In the future I might be happy to do so but as of right now I dont even know if I am willing to be a permanent part of this particular online community.[/quote I think I’m gonna cry… :roll:

Honestly, I don’t give a shit what you do. If you stay, cool. If you don’t, cool. Your presence won’t affect me or anyone else either way. By the way, I agree with dscott – if you’re going to fire up a fatty at a party, call it what it is. I think it’s safe to assume that nobody on here is going to call the cops on you becuase you were tokin’ it up by the campfire or hittin’ the bong on the couch. If you were smokin’ weed, you were smokin’ weed. Call it what it is…>

Post: samurai6string:

I don’t know you guys, this dude is *gasp* smoking pot and dropping gangstas with one punch!!! :( He might be too hard for any of us, we probably shouldn’t make him angry. You do so at your own expense, I’ll be busy basking in his badassedness. :wink:>

Post: BLACK PANTA:

OKAY, okay you mean he wasn’t smoking a cigarette? He was smokin the weed?>

Post: zefff:

…what like chuffin a zoot?…hol’in’ some peng? …ah sekkle an ketch a vibe wid one stick ah sess? 8O …where’s the bow down smilie?>

Post: bamboo:

Whoa! just WHOA!

You mean he had a “marijuana” style cigarette this whole time?

I for one am quite frankly shocked that someone of such obviosly questionable character has slipped onto the internet undetected.

-bamboo>

Post: BLACK PANTA:

I dont know about y’all but I’M TELLIN>

Post: opariser1001:

[quote=iwillshootyoubitch I’m not even going to dignify your childish nonsense with a retort. Though I will tell you this. I am new to this particular fighting site and I saw the Q&A thread and thought i’de test it out. In the end I got the results I figured I would. As far as answering questions on the site. In the future I might be happy to do so but as of right now I dont even know if I am willing to be a permanent part of this particular online community.[/quote 

who asked you to answer questions on the site? lmao….did i miss something? i mean, i can see why everyone would want “jack-hammer fists” like you, but at least WE know you can’t teach that kind of information over the internet. :lol: :lol: :lol:>

Post: samurai6string:

You guys better calm down, it says right there in his name that He-will-shoot-us, bitch! :lol:>

Post: nbotary:

He’ll have to put his “cigarette” down first…>

Post: samurai6string:

that’s true, and it’s puff-puff-give, so we might be able to get a good head start.>

Post: Gangsta_Nerd:

:lol: :lol: :lol:

I dig ya’ll catz, man! Between Dub_B (Samurai6String) & NBotary, ya’ll be havin’ me rollin’ 8)

I’m ‘ah keep it one-huned’ & say that homies’ story was “suspect.” First of all, the dude he had the scuffle with was FAKE. GD’s (Gangster Desciples) don’t “flag,” Blue! :roll:

A REAL G. WOULDN’T BE CAUGHT DEAD SMOKIN’ THAT PURP @ NO DAMN “BOND FIRE!”

Get the mess out of here! :lol: >

Post: dscott:

[quote=Gangsta_Nerd Between Dub_B (Samurai6String) & NBotary[/quote 

I’ve gotta ask. Dub_B????? What’s that mean? You’ve used this numerous times and I’m lost.>

Post: Gangsta_Nerd:

DScott,

Dub_B is slang, at least in my hood. 8)

On my block the caucasian cat’s that we are cool with we call them Dub_B’s (Dub, short for the letter “W;” which basically represents the word “White.” “B” representing the word “boy.”) In addition to this, they are “allowed” to call us their n’s. 8)

However, I am using it in a different way. I beleive Samurai6String’s first & last name starts with the letter “B;” therefore, my meaning comes from the word “Dub,” being short for double, and the letter “B” representing his first and last initial’s. :wink: >

Post: samurai6string:

Word. :)

In addition to this, Gangsta has an “Appalachian pass,” granting him free reign in my sovereign area of West Virginia and all priveledges therein.>

Post: Gazelle:

‘Dub’ can actually be short for ‘white’? Personally, i can’t see any difference, but if it works for you then fine.>

Post: samurai6string:

Gaz> Dub is short for “w,” the way you pronounce it, it may not work the same. :) then, w is short for white in white boy.>

Post: Gazelle:

I see how it is short for ‘w’, now thank you, but, when you a compact a word to something (‘white’ to ‘w’), and then find that it actually makes the word longer to say, and so you need to shorten that in order for it to be worth the previous compacting, and the finished shortened version is not any quicker than saying the original, especcially if you have to explain it to people, wouldn’t it make more sense to keep the original? Unless of course you thought the slang was really cool, and/or you wanted to make your time worth while. Unless that was the case, then whoever came up with something like that in the first place must have been doing so either to detract from the original meaning (perhaps maybe changning an insult into some harmless term you can use with/on people), or because they are just trying to stand out/be different/fit in, and quite frankly, although i’m all for people being different/stand out/fit in, i’m not sure that they should act awkward or stupid (i’m not saying that in this particular case that it is either, though originally who knows, if it’s become part of the excepted communication then fine, it makes sense, but whether it did in the first place depends upon the circumstances) to be different/stand out/fit in, there are plenty of other ways. Am i making any sense?

I’ll try and tone down on this kind of thing, as i have a feeling that people will be getting sick of it, but on this occassion, i felt obligated to explain.>

Post: samurai6string:

well, technically, “Dub” is shorter than “Double-U,” or the way that W is pronounced. The slang has just turned 3 sylables into 1. But again, this is something uniquely American, and more than that uniquely African American, and the African American community has set the standard for cool all throughout the past hundred years. From Jazz, to Rock & Roll, to Funk, to Soul, to R& B, to Hip Hop and Rap. Also, look at fashion. Slang has the same way of filtering down. Look at “Bling Bling.” 70 year old grandmothers say “Bling Bling” now. :)>

Post: Gazelle:

I realised that ‘Dub’ is short for ‘double-u’, but saying ‘white’ is no different to saying ‘Dub’, both 1-syllable, ‘Dub’ is maybe a bit more of a defined kind of impacting word, but still, it is 1 syllable, like the original.>

Post: nbotary:

I think Gazelle just needs to come stateside in order to get her slang on. She’ll go back to her crib talkin’ all kind of slang – from “bling, bling” to “keep this on the hush tip”!!! She’ll be wearin’ low rise jeans and tight half-tops that bear her stomach, big-ass J.Ho hoop earrings… She’ll be talkin’ with a jacked up American accent, all grammatically incorrect… British accent speakin’ in Ebonics… Her folks and her peeps will be shakin’ their heads in disbelief… :lol: :lol: :lol:>

Post: bamboo:

Wow, for me a “dub” was always spliff.

Interesting how the language changes.>

Post: sheato:

Word.>

Post: dscott:

I was assuming that Dub_B meant “Blue Belt” because Samurai’s belt is blue. :?>

Post: nbotary:

[quote=bamboo Wow, for me a “dub” was always spliff.

Interesting how the language changes.[/quote Yeah, I called it a “fatty”… We also said, “Kissin’ Mary Jane” or “Talkin’ to Mr. Green Jeans”!!! :lol:>

Post: samurai6string:

I call a big one a “hog leg” or just a “doob” or a “j”

BTW GN> Come hang out in WV, and catch a Bon Fire party where we’ll throw on a couch and whatever else is lying around, get real hammered and play with fire! don’t knock it till ya try it! :)>

Post: Gazelle:

Yep, my mouth will no longer be capable of grammer, my body will never know a jumper, my face will never be without make-up, i won’t care about work, and i’ll go and get hammered every weekend, whenever i get chance (maybe even when i don’t get chance)… I can’t even joke about it any longer, it would be like coming out from genetic therapy, no, a total genetic make-over! Admittedly i do have some tightish tops, though there more jumper/hoodie type things, and when it gets warmer, my stomach does sometimes get out, so i’m not quite as extreme as you think! Though, i could ruin that slight corruption of your picture of me by saying some other things, but i shan’t go there today!

What does ‘BTW GN’ mean? I’ve seen Samuri use it before, but thought i was asking enough questions without adding another to the list.>

Post: samurai6string:

BTW= by the way GN= Gangsta Nerd>

Post: Gazelle:

Thank you.>

Post: nbotary:

Gazelle, I’m starting to think you would’ve been the perfect girl for me to corrupt if I were back in college!!! :wink: :twisted: :lol:>

Post: Gangsta_Nerd:

Gazelle,

I completely understand your logic in reference to “White” & “Dub;” however, slang often has LITTLE to do with logic.

We say “Dub_B,” instead of “White Boy,” ’cause for one, it sounds “flyer,” and two, it’s less derogatory.

What we look like saying, “Hello, and how are you on this fine day, ‘White Boy'” :roll:

We’d rather say, “What it do, ‘Dub_B’?!” :wink:

How’d they look in the “hood” saying, “I’m doing terrific, my fine friend & Negro!” 8)

They’d rather say, “Keepin’ it 6 o’clock, my Nockah’!” :wink:

Dub_B (Samurai6String),

“Bon Fire,” Squirrel please!!

I dun’ told you homie, that ain’t ah good look for me! 8)

Bamboo / NBotary / Dub_B,

“We” call “spliff,” “Mary Jane,” or “hog leg,” “That Purp’.” >

Post: Gazelle:

[quote=nbotary Gazelle, I’m starting to think you would’ve been the perfect girl for me to corrupt if I were back in college!!! :wink: :twisted: :lol:[/quote 

Me, corruptable? Now where ever did you get such an idea?

No, your probably right, with a bit of a twist…’white’ i may be in many respects, but i still have a dark edge, lets just say i know how to manipulate situations, given the chance to reflect upon them, unfortunately, i’m generally too honest and nice to do it in any big way. Make of that what you will…

Gangsta_Nerd – that is a good reason for not using the ‘direct language’, and the shrouded lingo of slang instead, as i think i said in a previous post. What can i say, logic and reason are embedded into me! And speaking of logic and reason, i think it is time for me to do some maths.>

Post: bamboo:

“hog leg”…I like it, I like it alot.>

Post: Gazelle:

I’m not going to ask either about Gangsta_Nerd’s sentence, or why bamboo likes a specific phrase from it.>

Post: bamboo:

Well, you just did. Ahhh passive questions masked as indifference.

:wink:

I like the term “hogs leg” because the entire purpose of slang when I was a kid was to mask certain activities (unbeknownst to us of course, our parents knew exactly what we were talking about). “hogs leg” is so far fetched that it could actually work. And frankly if I was 17 and saying “I gotta find some hogs leg”, i might think myself pretty cool.

Spliff we stole from rasta music, as it rolled off our tongues, + fancying ourselves as counter culture, “borrowing” from another fringe group only allows you to at least identify with others.

Ahhh, the teen years, I do miss some aspects.

-bamboo>

Post: samurai6string:

On the subject of “masking” intent, we always said we were going to go look at some trees, which turned into saying we wanted to go for a hike, and finally into asking our friends in the retail business if we could go for a “half” hour hike, a “whole” hour hike, etc. Living where I do, it’s always pretty believable to say you are looking at trees or going on a hike. :wink:>

Post: BLACK PANTA:

[quote=bamboo Well, you just did. Ahhh passive questions masked as indifference.

:wink:

I like the term “hogs leg” because the entire purpose of slang when I was a kid was to mask certain activities (unbeknownst to us of course, our parents knew exactly what we were talking about). “hogs leg” is so far fetched that it could actually work. And frankly if I was 17 and saying “I gotta find some hogs leg”, i might think myself pretty cool.

Spliff we stole from rasta music, as it rolled off our tongues, + fancying ourselves as counter culture, “borrowing” from another fringe group only allows you to at least identify with others.

Ahhh, the teen years, I do miss some aspects.

-bamboo[/quote 

now that slang has been discected and analysed almost to the point of concidering it studies scientifically. I feel dirty and like suck a loser using slang. Thanks buddy, thanks a lot. :D :wink:>

Post: Gazelle:

[quote=bamboo Well, you just did. Ahhh passive questions masked as indifference.[/quote 

Well, I’ve got to tone down my rather full on questions in some way. These do the trick nicely, every now and again.

[quote=bamboo Ahhh, the teen years, I do miss some aspects.[/quote 

There all part of the journey, and for that reason, i think they are great.>

Post: graham1:

A few years ago I worked as a security officer at a hospital in central London -St Thomas’s. One night the two Accident & Emergency security officers radioed for help with a violent male patient. The patient was drunk & had also taken an Ecstacy tablet. He had attacked the paramedics who brought in by ambulance, nursing staff in A & E, & the two security officers. He was so badly affected by the drink & drugs that he could barely stand, but that didn’t stop him trying to leave. The doctor treating him had committed him as he was in no fit state to leave. Six of us managed to get him back in his treatment cubicle, but we had to restrain him face down on the floor, for our own safety. There was a guard holding each arm & leg, one holding his head & me laid across his back to hold him down. He threw us all off, three times & threatened to kill the person who had been laid on his back. We really should have called the police, but we managed to hold him face down long enough for the doctor to insert a cannula in his gluteal muscle. The doctor then injected three 100ml doses of Haliperidol (a sedative that makes the patient want to sleep) into the patient, but he still fought us off. The usual dose is 50 ml. He only calmed down after his partner told him that the police would be called if he didn’t. The partner told us whatever we did don’t make him angry!>

Post: Hengest:

Aaahh, dear old Blightey… I do miss it. (sniff)>

Post: graham1:

[quote=Hengest Aaahh, dear old Blightey… I do miss it. (sniff)[/quote 

If you’d been here in London a couple of years back you would have been sniffing. A load of sewerage got out into the Thames & stunk the place out for weeks.>

Post: Hengest:

[quote=graham1 If you’d been here in London a couple of years back you would have been sniffing. A load of sewerage got out into the Thames & stunk the place out for weeks.[/quote 

I try and get to London at least once a year, but I must’ve got lucky and missed that particular little event. :)>

Post: graham1:

You mean the smell’s gone?

Thank God. That means I can start breathing again.

Hhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuh!>

Post: bamboo:

So i’m sitting in a mall in a store waiting for my wife and notice that this guy (about 21 yo) is just sitting there staring at me. I put down my reading material and just look back. He comes over and asks if he knows me. I say yes (this guy was in my dojo for about 4 months),.

“You from school?”
“no” i reply
“work”? no i reply
“then where do I know you?” he asks

“you stole about $100 worth of books from me and stopped returning my calls and emails to get them back” I politely respond

He turns white and abruptly leaves the establishment.

What a moron. What was I going to do over a bunch of books 2 years ago? I’m not going to attack him :roll: , I will not call the police :roll: and I didn’t leave my seat.

What a fucking idiot.

Still it was funny as hell.

-bamboo>

Post: Gazelle:

That was just very slightly idiotic. You’d think that you’d make an effort to remember the people you took thinks from, wouldn’t you? Unless of course, that he has done it so much that his memory is failing him. Still, if your going to do a job, you really ought to do it right. :D>

Post: Gangsta_Nerd:

Bamboo,

You should have whooped his ass on principle! Then again, your’e more mature & I’m from tha’ streetz! :wink: >

Post: vicman:

I’ve got one. Just recently, while having a beer, well about eight, at a bar three guys walked in with a local I knew. So, I say hello and one of the guys gave me this upset look. Well, here I am 41yrs of age, and had just called my Son to come pick me up, when one of the three, about 25yrs of age told me to leave. I told him things are cool and not to worry about me saying hello to this . All three guys were from out of State it turns out. Right about this time my Son walks in with his Cousin, both 16yrs of age. My Son is 6ft. I’m 5’7″. Anyway, the guy I said it’s cool too, was about 6ft. He turns around and motions to his friend, who is about 6’5″, who walks up to me and tells me to leave. I weigh about 145lbs. This guys looks like about 285lbs. I tell him not to be so worried about things. As he takes a step closer to me, I unload about 10 quick punches straight to his face. is squirting from his lips, nose, and his face looks all puffy. Needless to say, others jump in and so does my Son. We’re all told to leave the bar. My Son gets outside before I do, since the bartender is yelling at me to never return. By the time I get out there, the three have smashed a beer bottle over my Sons head, so when I see this I go for the biggest one again, and he is moving backwards, so I knew he was done. The first guy who told me to leave comes running at me, just as he his about to dive at me I side step him and give him a nice left hook to the front of his face. As he spins to come at me again, I instinctively throw a quick jab which catches him square in his nose. He was an idiot, because each time he would start to throw a punch I would throw a nice solid jab to his mug. This happened five times, before I decided to give him another left hook and a nice hard right cross that laid him out flat. His Goliath friend when I turned to him again, took another step back. And, the third friend stood still. When I got to my Son he had pouring out the back of his head. As I’m walking him to his Cousins car, the guy I had just knocked on his ass goes running past us, and within about 15 seconds comes walking back up fast. I hand my Son over to his Cousin, and that’s when I see this guy coming at me with a gun. He stops about 20 feet away and just points it at me. Since he’s too far away to try and take it from him, I tell him, “oh, you’re one of those guys, a ! who has to use guns to fight!” I call him a several more times hoping I can draw him in closer. Before this can take place though, the police show up. The guy with the gun runs and hides it. The police ask whats going on, and the three guys, the guy with the gun comes back, start telling the police that they had to protect themselves from me. I start laughing, and say, “right, look at the size of all of you, and there are three compared to one!” Two of them are bleeding really bad, the other is also saying I jumped them. I couldn’t believe it, here there are three, all are bigger and their crying like a bunch sissies. I couldn’t believe it. Because they were y, the cops were about to arrest me, when I told them about the gun. At this point, the table turned and they found the gun, body slammed this guy and arrested the other one. They let me go, and my Son went to the hospital. He still bares the scar on the back of his head, and his hair in this spot still hasn’t grown back. I’m not a fighter anymore, I was just out for a drink that evening. Unfortunately, I’ve had over my years close to 50 street fights. All y. I’ve since started training my Son my intensely. And, have joined a local MMA school. I never realized how much fun this school is. I’ve used many of these same techniques being taught in my street fights. I have no desire, though, of going back into combat. But, learning these new grappling and submission techniques, if I have too, I think I’ll end these fights even quicker, or with less enery, I hope. If you’d like to hear more of these wars, let me know.>

Post: Gazelle:

It sounds like you have some bad luck.>

Post: Tapout95:

If this is all true:

What the fuck kind of father are you? you get into a fight with bigger guys and with your teenage son and nephew with you? why the hell didn’t you just leave? Your son was there, you could of just left and there wouldn’t have been a problem. Instead, you risk you, and your son’s life. Your lucky those guys didn’t blow your fucking head off. Man, sorry to say this, but you’re a disgrace. I would be embarressed to have you as a father.

But then again, i don’t really believe this is true. A 5’7 guy throwing 10 quick punches to a 6’5 guys face? yeah right. :P>

Post: WushuPadawan001:

Quote:
A 5’7 guy throwing 10 quick punches to a 6’5 guys face? yeah right.

I can think of several people shorter than me who can kick me in the face before I can land a punch.

Don?t doubt the short guys, they?re deadly.>

Post: Tapout95:

[quote=WushuPadawan001 I can think of several people shorter than me who can kick me in the face before I can land a punch.

Don?t doubt the short guys, they?re deadly.[/quote 

Yeah, true. I’m sure theres a midget out there who could kick my ass. But we’re talking about some drunk and a 10′ difference here. And He’s not throwing any kicks here, just precisely counted punches. Don’t tell me you think this story is entirely true. Tell-tale sign of bullshit stories: Unbelievable odds (size and numbers) , corny bullshit tough act (taking on the guy with a gun), and corny last line (“If you’d like to hear more of these wars, let me know.”).>

Post: bamboo:

Quote:
If you’d like to hear more of these wars, let me know.

Thats was just hilarious. Which movie is the whole fight scene from? I do love a good fantasy. :D

-bamboo>

Post: dscott:

Wow that’s funny. I would love to here more of your “Steven Seagal” movie stories.>

Post: graham1:

This isn’t a fight experience, but it’s about the first time I came face to face with a man with a gun.

In the summer of 1984, I was working on the reception of the headquarters building of British Steel (as was) one evening. A man walked in holding a shotgun. I remember hearing my voice in my head shouting: “Shit! I’m dead!”. The man walked up to the desk & pushed the ends of the barrels in my face, pushing my head back. He asked where a particular man was, saying that he’d “blow my fucking head off if I couldn’t tell him!” I managed to find the man’s location & told him. He went into a lift, repeating his threat.

After he got into the lift I called the police on 999. Two armed officers & six unarmed officers arrived in five minutes. They went up to the same location & came back down after five minutes, with the gunman disarmed & handcuffed. He was palefaced, terrified & there was a strong smell of crap as, understandably, he had let loose when challenged by the armed officers. The man he’d come to see was unharmed.

One of the unarmed officers stayed briefly to tell me what had gone on. He told me the gunman had only wanted to frighten the man in the office. I said to the officer that I been ok then. He said that I hadn’t. The gunman had told the police that he would’ve killed me if I hadn’t been able to tell him where the man he’d come to see was. This wiped the smile off my face!

After the police left, & I was on my own, I eventually burst into tears. I was probably close to a nervous breakdown. What brought me out of it was a manager coming in & taking the piss out of me. My angry reaction snapped me out of it & I was reasonably ok after then.

I blocked the incident out of my memory for a few years but I can recall it now without it causing me any problems.>

Post: Gazelle:

[quote=graham1 Two armed officers & six unarmed officers arrived in five minutes.[/quote 

You know what, if you were trying to fool us that this was a real story, out of everything, that would be the part that i would find unbelievable!>

Post: graham1:

Yes. I found it unbelievable, & I was there at the time!

In those days if you were a security guard you would usually just about have to beg the police to come & help you, as they felt that you were there to deal with problems. They’d be quick enough to arrest you if they felt that you’d gone too far.

In this case they didn’t argue because the British Steel chairman, John MacGregor, was a personal friend of the then prime minister, Margaret Thatcher.>

Post: The BadBoy:

you got a newpaper clipping for your wall?>

Post: graham1:

Que? 8O>

Post: zefff:

Wow! Badboy, is that you? Welcome back! How is life? Hope all is well. I thought you might have been assasinated by that TMA class you visited a while back.>

Post: masterjam8:

I live in Quebec Canada. Where I live people dont really appreciate anglophones at all. So it was about eleven at night, me and my buddies were just hanging out close to a Mc donalds speaking english and a big gang of losers (about 6) start trowing us insults. So one of my friends starts insulting back in french. The gang asked us if we wanted to fight but as a pacifist I refused. At about 12 we splited up to get back to our houses. fifteen minutes later I was almost there when I spotted three of the gang members. They were screaming at me trying to get me to fight or something. They kept approching. I knew I could take them on because they were only about 6¨ and im about 6.7¨ and i weight 270 pounds. So I really started getting pissed. I feel something hit the back of my head real hard. One of them them had thrown a non-brand name can of pop behind my head. I was pissed and insulted. I turned around and ran into them. I punched one in the solar plexus, the other punched me in the ribs but i felt nothing. Immidiatly I punched back and got him in the nose. The other one ran off like some fucken i dont know what. I tried to run after him but that skinny bastard ran like hell. I looked back and two adults were checking out the two other moron. One of the adults took out his cell phone. I taught he was gonna call the cops or something so i ran like fuck to my house :!:>

Post: dscott:

Sigh… :roll:>

Post: bamboo:

Quote:
The gang asked us if we wanted to fight but as a pacifist I refused.

And then….

Quote:
was pissed and insulted. I turned around and ran into them. I punched one in the solar plexus, the other punched me in the ribs but i felt nothing. Immidiatly I punched back and got him in the nose

Wow, you have such strength in your convictions, you should be proud.

A real pacifist takes a shot in the mouth then gives the finger and smiles his bloody smile waiting to be hit again.

-bamboo>

Post: Tapout95:

Haha, I love the fact that they threw a soda at your head. :D Thats hilarious!!! As a 6foot skinny bastard that runs fast, drinks non-brand name soda, and hates pacifists, I give my seal of approval….

And forgive my ignorance, but what the hell is an anglophone?>

Post: bamboo:

An anglophone is how we in canada refer to english speakers.

I don’t know about the rest of the world, but in canada we have changed the meanings and twisted “phone” from phonetics and use these terms to refer to native speakers of english and french.

Anglophones- english speakers
Francophones- french language speakers
Allophones- People who speak neither english or french as their first language.

-bamboo>

Post: samurai6string:

When I had French WAAAAAAAAY back in High School, we learned to refer to French speakers as francophones. Had no idea it was a Canadian thing.>

Post: bamboo:

I’m not sure that it is , i’ve just only ever heard it in Canada.>

Post: mattychops:

…>

Post: dscott:

[quote=mattychops As I left a large male, must of been atleast 6″2 and been using drugs.[/quote 

This is real FIGHT experiences…..not problems that you had with a date. :lol:

Is anyone else getting sick of these “straight out of movies” stories?

Quote:
ran to the nearest house that had a mean looking car hoping the guy who owned it would be just as bad-ass
Quote:
I managed to punch him straight in the groin but this didn’t seem to phase him at all, he just let go and shook it off

What??????? 8O :lol: :lol: :lol:>

Post: WushuPadawan001:

Quote:
Is anyone else getting sick of these “straight out of movies” stories?

I have a story to tell, but I am at odds with whether it should be told. Truthfully I feel like a self important jackass for telling it at all. But as Dscott mentioned ?these ?straight out of movies? stories? I can not hold back any longer. Not long ago I watched a copy of ?Fearless? which I picked up from a DVD store in China. In the movie there is a fight between Jet Li?s character and a bodybuilder playing the USA Boxing Champion. Li?s first attack, that is my story.

As I said, I was in China not long ago. I had a handful of martial arts encounters in the Land of Dragons, but only one holds the high ground of my memory. This, of course, was at a Buddhist monastery nestled in the moonlight of Emei (sp?) Mountain. Now, at the time I was traveling with a group of eleven or so people,* one of which boasted at times how he (Tom for the sake of the story) had been in the practice of the martial arts for twelve years. That night Tom was showing off a few of his moves to Andre and Mark while I was ? quite comfortably ? nestled on a bench overlooking ancient edifices. My pseudo Zen moment was interrupted when Andre called for me.

There was some dialogue: ?Hey Ben, you?re a karate guy too right?? asked Andre, ?Something like that,? I replied. Tom, as I believe, wanted to prove himself the better martial artist. After throwing out some speech about his style, Tom used Andre as a puppet to demonstrate some sort of hip-throw lock technique. Wide eyed Andre and Mark were impressed. Tom saw this and asked me, ?Can you do that??

Now, usually I walk away from situations like this, but I was in China, the moon was full, my girl had just sat down behind us and was watching. So I put my hand on Andre?s chest ? poor Andre got beat up on that night ? and used what little jing I could muster. Andre stumbled back several feet and gasped, Marcus? jaw dropped, and all a sudden Tom did not want to irritate me any more.

For a bit of the night Tom and I had a pleasant conversation about the martial arts, after which I went for a walk with more pleasant company. Tom, as it turned out, was a good kid, just had a spot of an ego. But that is alright, I have a spot of an ego to.

Dscott, sorry for posting another movie fight, this is about as close as anyone will get I imagine. I must admit that I chuckled whilst watching ?Fearless;? when Jet Li fought the boxer with the exact move I used on Andre. (though Li?s attack was to much greater effect than mine)

Anywho, my ego has been satisfied.

*In the context of the story ?people? refers to a group of teenagers age 15-19 with very little supervision.>

Post: graham1:

Three years ago I was working as a security guard in a hospital here in London. The two guards based in A & E radioed for immediate assistance in dealing with a violent patient. As these two men were very capable, this meant the problem was serious. Myself & three colleagues were dispatched to assist. When we arrived, we found a man lurching around in the Major Treatment Area, obviously in distress. This was the patient. He was drunk & had earlier taken an E tablet. Coupled with his existing violent temperament this had caused him to freak out completely, lashing out at anyone who came near him. This included his partner, the paramedics who brought him in, the doctors & nursing staff & now us. The now six of us managed, with a struggle, to get him back to his treatment cubicle. The matress from the gurney had been put on the floor & we were told by a nurse to put the man face down on it so that he could be tranquilized. We did manage this, one each of us holding his head, arms & legs & me on his back. He threw us all off. Don’t let anyone give you the old bullshit about people not being able to fight when face down! We tried this repeatedly but to no avail. His partner managed to convince him to calm down & we let him be, but kept an eye on him.

We asked our controller for more guards. He derided us as useless if six of us needed help. I impressed upon him over the phone that we really did need more help, because it was likely someone was going to be killed, & with my luck that would’ve been me. He said that he didn’t have anyone else to send. I asked him to call the police, & tell them to send as many officers as possible. He did this. We contained the man until they arrived, as he’d renewed his efforts to get away.

The Metropolitan Police sent ten officers. The ten of them tried to subdue him but he fought them off. The situation was resolved by one of the officers CS spraying the man. He was put face down on the matress & through a canulla he was injected with a tranquilizer called Haliperadol (it tricks the subject’s brain into wanting to go to sleep). The usual dose is 50 millilitres. This man took 300 millilitres, & he was still fighting! He only calmed down when his partner convinced him to. Then the drug took effect. He was released into police custody the following morning.>

Post: thesunwolf:

[quote=The BadBoy I’ve not been in a fight worth mentioning since I was in high School. Even when working on the door. :lol:[/quote 

Any cooler worth a s#!t, should hardly EVER throw a punch or dodge one.

I’m pretty sure the last atual physical alteration I was in was when I worked the door at the Black Cat on 6th St in Austin (may it rest in peace) back in the mid nineties. I can’t remember which of the few altercations I had there it was. They were all AFTER the bikers stopped coming and the stupid, testosterone and beer-soaked college students came in their stead. I got kicked in the face once dragging a guy out by his heel to save his stupid ass from the guy who was pounding his head into the floor, and punched in the kidneys a few times by another guy I was dragging out by his rather large noggin.

I’m pretty sure I haven’t scrapped since then. Just sparring…which I gotta find another partner to do soon…>

Post: thesunwolf:

Sheesh.>

Post: graham1:

The Black Cat sounds like a pub in the King’s Cross area of London. The pub, the Northumberland Arms, was a real gangster pub through the 1970’s & 1980’s. Indeed if you’d never been in there before you would be approached by an “interviewer,” who’d chat with you & find out what you were like. I went in there in 1983. I was “interviewed” by a man called Dave. He pointed out who was the drug dealer, who I could buy guns, knives & swords from, who could beat someone up for me, & I had a group of Scots lads pointed out to me. They were standing in a group separate from everyone else. They were known as “The Untouchables.” If I’d wanted anyone killing they would do it for £30 (US$55) – their beer money. By 1990 they been chased out of there permanently by the police. In the 1990’s it became a hangout for all the hard cases who thought that associating themselves with the pub would make everyone think they were tough. All it made the locals do was laugh their socks off.>

Post: KnockoutBlow:

If they are fat and tall go for the knees. Try and kick them and break them in or if you can get into position knock them from behind. It will bring him straight to his knees. I had this fat “crip” kid fight me once and I did exactly that. He never fucked with me again.>

Post: DarkDez:

I rarely have cool street fights, cuz when i start the fight first, it longs about one minute… :)>

Post: zefff:

Did you read through the entire thread?

Most people who tend to rarely have cool fights dont. :roll:>

Post: DarkDez:

N’ai pas compris… sorry. I saw some interesting/funny stories here…>

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