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When was the last actual fist fight you were in?

Aside from my older brothers and boxing, I can't say I have ever really punched anyone.

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Few years back at a party where the keg ran dry. Long story short, I got cut by some fool swinging a broken bottle (broke his nose though), one of my buddies smashed a beer stein over a guy's head and proceeded to use the jagged handle as a weapon, and someone started swinging a landscaping timber. It was an interesting affair.

Other than that, I've steered of those situations... people don't lose fights anymore, they just come back with more weapons and dumbass friends. No thanks.

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25 years ago...

Pool hall fight that started over where someone put their jacket. Typing that out not even the fact that we were both drunk makes it sound any less pathetic.

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Been awhile, close to 20 years. Dude ripped off money to get some weed for me. Was waiting for him when he got home. (7 hours later) Fought and I got the weed+...

I heard he killed himself a few years later, I'm sure it had nothing to do with that.

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[quote name='KSpan']one of my buddies smashed a beer stein over a guy's head and proceeded to use the jagged handle as a weapon, and someone started swinging a landscaping timber. It was an interesting affair.
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One that escalated quickly. I mean that REALLY got out of hand. Brick, you might want to get out of town for a few days.
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I used to work at The Abyss, a club that is no longer here in VaBeach. I feel funny saying I was a bouncer cause my 6'2" 240lb ass was one of the smaller guys. Basically I got to run my mouth a lot, and break up more than a few fights. It was always a sense of security because I knew there were 20 other black shirts that had my back. Ive been kicked in the back of the head, sprayed in the face by a hairspray-sized can of mace (I dont know where he was keeping it) and been involved in a 40+ person fight (16+ Orientals, 16+ U.S. Military and us black shirts). I have bounced peoples heads off of parked cars and the front door on the way out, gave somebody a legit DDT and kicked some dude in the head like I was tryin for a 50yd field-goal.. But that was quite a while ago, Im a family man now...

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It was my sophomore year of high school but I was new to the school and everyone thought I was a freshman. Keep in mind I went to Hawthorne Middle from 93-95 and some of the kids there were 6'6" 300lbs+ AND bad as fug.

My first day at Sun Valley the big badass of the school tried to start shit with me and I told him to go fug himself cuz where I came from he was just a bitch.

He took a cheap shot to my jaw and then I knocked him the fug out.

Nobody ever messed with me at that school after that.

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I slapped a girl in the face when I was 5. I felt awful about it for a really long time.
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Didn't we have a similar thread to this a while back?

Can't say that I've ever really been in a straight up fight... when I was in 9th grade this guy was pissed at me over a girl and his buddies talked him in to messing with me.

He snuck up on me at break and punched me square in the mouth with a roll of penny's in his fist and then ran off...

I chased him but a teacher caught us and made us go separate ways... another teacher had seen it happen so we got called to the office and called parents and all that and it kind of died there.

It didn't dawn on me until much later that the guy had sucker punched me with all he had right in the mouth and didn't even knock me down. I know, I should have beat him down later, but he wasn't worth it.

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[quote name='Zod']
Aside from my older brothers and boxing, I can't say I have ever really punched anyone.[/QUOTE]

You need to change that and I say Huddle Jamz 2 this Saturday would be a great time to do it. [SIZE="1"][COLOR="Silver"]Jase seems like a good target.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

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I've always had a hot temper so stuff like this is nothing new.

Couple years ago on a jobsite in Tega Key no poo. A buddy of mine needed help finishing
a project he was hired to do. His sorry ass help was to busy smoking meth and drinking so i lended a hand. Well it was on a friday (pay day) and they usually get off early. But i wasn't leaving til the job was done and over with so my buddy could get his final payment. One of his guys got all mouthy and started talking shiit. I dropped the tool bags, went down the hill and got up in his face and told him to "shut the fvck up or i will knock all of his yellow teeth out". BAM! It was on, a few fists thrown and he tried to get me on the ground. I had ducked my head low and was pounding on his stomach and ribs. When he grabbed me i back peddled, got him off balance, did a little dip and twist, got behind him and slapped on a choke hold. He was about to pass out when my buddy and another guy pulled me off of him. I put my tool belt back on and went back to work and he went and sat in his friends car til we finished the job.

I have no idea how someone didn't call the police but it was over with pretty fast lol

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Fall 2003. I had just got to Germany. I had no car and I barely knew my way around. My roomate had a broken ankle and needed something... booze, soda, I don't know.
I didn't want to go because I saw a warthog earlier that day. You haven't seen a warthog until you've seen one in Germany thats roughly the size of a small bear.

I ended up going anyway. I was passing through the area where I'd seen a warthog, where I heard a sudden rustling in the bushes. I was relieved when it was a person.
I told him I'm grateful he's a person. He didn't reply. He just kept walking straight towards me. He was obviously drunk, but he kept looking at me like he was hungry and I was a T-bone. He never said anything at all - just kept walking towards me.

I got scared - really scared. I didn't know what to do, so I just punched the guy out. I went to the store and got whatever it was. When I went back, I took a long route that added a mile or two so I wouldn't have to go back in that same area.

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