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moe dank
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posted April 11, 2000 06:14 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for moe dank   Click Here to Email moe dank     Edit/Delete Message
who hit who first, did anyone call the cops, what charges(how much was bail,lol), where was it, ect!

note: this has nothing to do with "roid rage" everone gets in fights roids or not.

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WCP
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posted April 12, 2000 12:14 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for WCP   Click Here to Email WCP     Edit/Delete Message UIN: 39184064
I dont fight..if I dont get paid...
well unless someone absolutely has not choice but to run into a left hook...but thats usually an accident...heh..heh..
Later,
WCP

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Karate guy
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posted April 13, 2000 09:00 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Karate guy   Click Here to Email Karate guy     Edit/Delete Message
This is true: A guy(an enemy)paid this other guy 30bucks to put sugar in my gastank. So, time goes by(about 2 weeks)and one of the guys buddies tells me who put the sugar in the gastank. So I tell him, when you see larry just call me, I don't care what time it is, just call me. So a few nights later at 2am the phone rings and I'm told larrys at the local convenience store(7-11). So I say"keep him occupied" I was at the store in 10 minutes. I go up to him and say "Hi Larry", he says "hi" and I then mace him in the face which blinds him then I beat the crap out of him right there in the store! Hahaha I loved it, when he reached for a pocket knife I beat him even more!hahah I damaged his face so bad his eyes were lookin in two different directions at the same time!hahaha Paybacks a bitch! hahaha. So eventually he runs out of the store yellin and cryin. There was blood(his)on the floor in the store which the clerk mopped up. Then I went back home and had a good nights sleep. Hahaha, friggin guy got his!

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Karate guy
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posted April 13, 2000 09:02 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Karate guy   Click Here to Email Karate guy     Edit/Delete Message
By the way, no one dared call the cops either.

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Puc
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posted April 13, 2000 01:03 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Puc   Click Here to Email Puc     Edit/Delete Message
Well... It was 6th grade and this kid named Pete grabbed my Trapper Keeper and emptied it on the ground. I called him a fucker. He called me a SOB. We met by the jungle gym after school and hit him and sat on him.

Puc

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Cleaner
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posted April 13, 2000 01:34 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Cleaner   Click Here to Email Cleaner     Edit/Delete Message
First off let say I don't fight anymore because the shit just gets you in trouble. After a couple assult charges you change. I would take a whole lot to get me in one now. I guess being older and more assured of what my life is about - insults don't even bother me.
First I have a story that cracks me up every time I think about it. Hold on to your chair, because you might fall off from laughing. The local college was having a carnival - the 13th carnival. It get pretty crazy. Anyway I was up there with my gal and we where walking on the outside of the fair grounds. We where passing this group of 7 or 8 guys when one of them makes a comment to me. I guess the biggest one in the bunch always has to show off for his friends. The comment was something to the effect that I was some kind of fag bodybuilder.So my response was well you asshole I up here with my girl - are these your friends that you give it to in the arse or can't you get a girl. Well I guess he thought I would be scared off and wouldn't respond back. He was floored and know his budies are giving him shit. You know shit like are you going to let him get away with that. At this point I pretty much know no matter what I'm in for a butt kickin but, what the fuc_ I never was much scared of that anyway. So mellon head comes across the side walk to get ahold of me and there was no way I was going to let that happen.So I tagged with everything I had and dropped his ass like a bag of dirty laundry. I pretty much am figuring at this where going to get in on and I am pisssed so I grab the next guy I can get my hands take him to ground, figuring some else is going to get hurt besides myself. Anyway I get Him on the ground and I am slammin the shit out of ribs trying to find his spine and all his stupid buddies are standing there watching me clean his clock. Finally he yells out and the start kicking the shit out of my sides. At first I just ignore it but, after alittle while it was getting to me. So I thinking well Ill burst up out of here get some room and grab one of these other idiots. This is where I realy get going. You see the whole time this is going on we have moved off the sidewalk and were only about 3 yards from a brick wall. So I can't see anything but people takin shots at me, So I jump up like the hulk screaming and yelling that I going to ffffin kill all of them and run right smack into the wall. Knock myself silly and was big time seeing stars and I'm the ground trying to get my dumb ass up and can't. I was realy worried at that point. One of the guys in the group starts laughing and says to the other guys just standing there checking my ass out. Where lucky for the wall or that crazy mother would have kick all of our asses. Then I guess they took pity because, they just left. So I'm out on the ground and my girl is like are you alright. I'm like yeah, yeah. Any way she gets me up and there is this crowd of about 40 or 50 people who start cheering and shit. I'm like what the hell I just cleaned my own clock. This guy comes over and start telling my wife that they had floating around the carnival all night fukin with people and almost evryone was scared of them so they backed down. I guess I was the first one dumb enough to tell them to go fuk themselves.
I haev another story I'll post later.

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BiffBoom
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posted April 13, 2000 02:01 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for BiffBoom   Click Here to Email BiffBoom     Edit/Delete Message
I got a good one. When I was in college..we all lived off campus in houses we rented. One night..I went outside at a party to puke..not because I was drunk..but from some spoiled food I had for dinner. Two assholes go out back to piss and see me hunched over puking. I heard one of them say "Look at that drunk..lets go kick the shit out of him". Well..bent over, I don't look that big. As one of them walks up to me..I stand up quickly and smash my bottle in his face..knocking him out cold. The second guy tried to run..but I tackled him and pummeled his ass..punches in the face..the throat..the back of the neck. I left so many bruises on his ass that he looked like Joe Pesci in that movie..Casino. Anyhow..the neighbors had one of those laundry things with a bunch of ropes. So I ripped the ropes down..tied these assholes up.. Then I took off.. It had to be embarassing to get the shit kicked out of you..and then get tied up..and be found by your other school mates

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moe dank
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posted April 13, 2000 04:39 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for moe dank   Click Here to Email moe dank     Edit/Delete Message
laughing my ass of here! well the last one i was in......I was honking at some jackass sitting at a green light that was a couple of cars infront of me. The guy infront of me leans out the window and says what the fuck are you honking at me for. I said Im not honking at you dumbass. So this 40year old gets out at the light on 2 23 yearolds in there prime. First i thought he had a gun or something, but he came up and just started punching my roomate through the car window. I got out went over to him and he was still bent over fighting with my roomate, so i kicked the bastard in the side with some size 11 doc martins, which took him straigh to the ground. I just sat there trying to kick the bastard up under the car for about 2 lights. everybody just pulled up and watched,nobody said shit. My roomate started to get out, but i never was one to fight 2 on 1 so i told him just to get in the drivers seat and start the car back up. I hope the guy learned that just because the car behind you is honking and you arent doing anything wrong then it is honking at someone else.

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Karate guy
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posted April 13, 2000 05:25 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Karate guy   Click Here to Email Karate guy     Edit/Delete Message
I Love it! Kickin the crap out of those that deserve it!

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Cleaner
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posted April 14, 2000 02:01 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Cleaner   Click Here to Email Cleaner     Edit/Delete Message
This one will take alittle bit but I'll try and be short. This escapade took two figgin weeks.
It was back in high school at senior prom. I went to a party at my wife school and I took one of my friends and three of here girl friends. We were just grooving at the party having a good time, my buddie was putting some serious moves on one of the girls we took and disapppers. So my wife and the other girls are just hanging out in this guys kitchen. All night long my wifes two friends have been all over me. Rubbing on my ass, down my shirt and shit. Never thought much of it because they were always f-with me. Anyway I guess one of the guys at the party doesn't think i'm with my wife, so he comes over and tries and put the moves on her. We are all standing in this doorway of the kitchen and the dinning room. At first he just talkin shit like we made it and off to college and crap. I don't think anything of it. Then I look over he got her pinned against the frig and try to put a move on her. Dipshit is sucking her neck and trying to sqeeze her ass. The whole time she's fighten his ass of saying no. So I don't over react. I just tap him on the shoulder and like back off man. He tells me to get fucked and pins her against the frig again. Know I'm like mistake so I tap him again, when he turn I just shove his ass back across the kitchen aboyt 10 foot onto his butt. When he gets up it looks like he is going to charge me and I got this full unopen beer can in my hand. So I can help myself I throw it as hard as I can square into his chest and it explodes everywhere. He falls back down and is not much for moving anymore. Well this is were shit gets realy hairy. You got to remember that I only know a couple of people at this party and they are all wemon and my friend who has just tonight meet the girls. Well in no time alot of people are coming my way and none of them are looking very nice. So I push my now wife into the dinning room and pick up one of the chiars from the table. Little note here - the kid that threw the party parents had some money and this is about $500,000 home back in '87. So I tell all these asshole to back off or I'll let them have it with this chair. The longer I'm standing there the more people showing up - so fu-- it I throw the chair thru the front of the china cabinet, I pick my girl up and toss her on my shoulder. Turn drop my other shoulder and start running over people for the front door. I get outside and head for my car. On the way a group of guys is yelling at my back that i'm takin her against herwill and shit. So at the car i'm getting her in and this asshole pounding me in the back. At this time I have fukkin had it and I'm starting to majorlly raaaaaggggg. So I reach in the back seat and pull out the cork ball bat. Turn and let dip shit have it in the gut. He goes down gasping for air. I turn and tell the crowd that gather i'll crack there ass in the head and they give me room. Then they all start saying wait till Whooper gets here. So these panzy ass are running all over for whooper and i'm trying to get back in the house to get the other girls and my friend. Whooper shows up and knows me instantly and doesn't want anything to do with me. He might be 6 foot 4 and 250 pounds -( me 5'9 - 185 ) but we had already bumpped heads years before playing soccer and he knows that I that play football, hockey and captain of wrestle team. And because he still plays soccer with one of my best friends he knows of me very well and there is no way he wants to go at it with me. So the crowd is giving him shit trying to work him into this fight that he wants absolutely no part of. So not being able to take the heat asks me why the fuck i'm still doin there looking at about 50 guys that still wants to see me get my ass kicked. So I tell dipshit I'm not leaving with out my friends and if I have to force my way back inside I'm going to tear the place apart. Whooper is like no way I'll go get them wait here. So he heads inside and this group of dipshit circles me anyway but none of them want to get busted in the head. Some other idiot are trying to get my wife out the car but, she has locked the door. Mean while whooper is looking all over for Mark, who is trying to get in that girls pants and is in some back corner. Finally he come out with the three girl and mark and is like get the fuck out of here. You know what you don't have to tell me twice. He tells all the loser to get the fuck out of the way and we fall in the car and take off. So I figure this shit is over but I couldn't be that lucky. So we all go back to my girls house and everyone crashes. The next day I get up and go out and cut her grass. I come in to get a drink and Mr. Beercan has called up and is telling her that he going to come over and do stupid shit to her and her mother and that i'm going to pay for the china cabinet and shit. Her moms realy cool but this shit has them all upset and frickin emontional. So i'm going to put an end to this shit. I get my wife to give the address to tis guys house and I go and watch his place for a coule of hours. Learn all about the faimly and shit. what cars they drive, his sister and shit. So I gotta leave a mark, so I go over to the old man's caddie and bust out the back tail light while the fat bastard is B.B.Q in the back yard. This ass is flipping steaks and digging in his ass at the same time and I'm not talking thru his pants either. GROOOSOSOOSOSssss. Anyawy so I go back to my girls and I call them up hoping to get dip shit but, no the father answers and he knows right away who it is. Apparently the other parents wher pissed and calle dhim to get the damages repaired. Well fat ass starts tell me his son going to clean my clock and - stop right there asshole. I go into if I ever see his ass again it will be the last time and what the dip fuk had done, and to teach his kids some fukkin manners. So he still going on about how the are going to dump my ass. So I'm like hey stupid, you never have meet me, you don't know a dame thing about me. Your f-house looks like this. Your wife looks like this. I'm going to fuck his two daughters in the ass ant that they look like this. His dog has feals and that he realy shouldn't smell his fingers after he digs in his ass, especially not while cooking. Grosss fat bastard. And then I lay on him if he doesn't think I can get to him when ever I want to go look at his caddie. Well dad comes back to the phone and knows he got way to much to risk. He knows that his son is a dip fuk and gets some brains and asks what do you want m e to do. So i'm like look man I don't care about what happened but he needs to call up my girls mom and girl and give them an apology and that his sons paying for the broke shit at the house. Or I will haunt his house like the black frikkin plague. So dad say is that it - yeap. You won't mess with my family and I never hear from you again - nope. Well about twenty minutes later mr.beercan calls up tells my girls mom he's sorry and shit and gets on with my now wife and tells her that he hope that he didn't cause any trouble. His dad gets on the phone and asks for me and tells me that he has worked it out with the other family to pay for the china cabinet and am I happy with everything. I say yeap nice doing business with you hope we never have to talk again. Well I think this shit is over again. Two weeks later at her prom these asshole a taggin my ass all night. And there so frikkin lame I can tell from a mile away. so after a couple of hours of this I tell my girl that i gonna go to the rest room. I take of my coat leave it at the table, unbutton my cuffs, role up my sleves and untuck a bunch of shirt so I can move. My girl right then new what was up - but not these dumd asses. So I head off to the bathroom and they are following. I act like I don't know, walk up to the urnial and act like I going to pee. Well I wait and sure enough one of the idiot comes thru the door and goes right after my back. I turn and grab his ass and use his movement against him and slam his face first into the wall above the urnial. He hit like a guy doing a bad belly flop and he pretty much done for the evening. I look at the other asshole and say you stupid fuck will never learn will you. They are totally shocked and stand there with their thumbs up thier asses. So I just like get out of my fukkin way and walk right thru back out the door. They didn't even touch me. They could easily taken my ass more than enough of them. Anyway I go back to the table and sit down and the fukkin chaperons come over giving me shit about why i did that to idiot. I'm like get fukkin lost lady or i'm going to ram you up your husbands ass. Well they call the frikkin cops. So I take one look at my group and they are all like fuck this place, our entire table got up to leave. well the chaperons are trying to grab me to hold me for the cops and my people are like fuk you guys and just encircle me and we march off out of the place. Spent the rest of the night parting and never had anymore problems with those assholes.
Hope that didn't bore you guys.
Moe you brought back alot of memories - if you guys want I'll write more. Let me know cracking my ass up.

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blackhaus1
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posted April 14, 2000 02:10 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for blackhaus1   Click Here to Email blackhaus1     Edit/Delete Message
Cleaner,
Theres a thing called a book for your stories...just kidding but they r really long...

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big_bad_buff
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posted April 14, 2000 02:48 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for big_bad_buff   Click Here to Email big_bad_buff     Edit/Delete Message

i think fighting is very stooped and pointless but i'v been in a few myself.
i think i'v been in 5 my whole life, and never had my ass kicked once. so that's a good thing.

my last fight was about 2 years ago, i was always hanging out on the cruise strip, and there was this guy, who always gave everyone shit, he was suposed to be all big and bad or somthing, so one night, he started calling me and my friends names, i didn't care to much untill he spit on my car. so we decided, that we were both bad ass's, and we were going to both ride out somewere in the same care, just me and him, and fight.

so we did, and when we got out of the car, he hit me, then it was all over, LOL.....i had to take him to the hospital myself.

i broke his jaw and his nose, he was pretty cool about it though, he told them that a couple guys jumped him, so i wouldn't get in trouble.........

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JR
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posted April 14, 2000 03:30 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for JR   Click Here to Email JR     Edit/Delete Message
cleaner nice story .good ideas. i like your style. no fear, inventive, and staight out

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moe dank
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posted April 14, 2000 03:52 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for moe dank   Click Here to Email moe dank     Edit/Delete Message
I dont know why, but i really like reading about people getting into fights. It is stupid, but sometimes you have no choice but to fight. Thanks to everyone that has posted so far, i have been laughing my ass off.

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BiffBoom
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posted April 14, 2000 04:58 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for BiffBoom   Click Here to Email BiffBoom     Edit/Delete Message
cleaner...I know all about the feeling of being outnumbered..once in high school.. in a hockey game..we were killing this team like 12-1..and taunting the shit out of their fans. One of their guys gets slammed hard into the boards and all hell broke loose. About 60 fans jump over the boards onto the ice. Funny thing though..these assholes are punching us and we can't feel it because of our pads and helmets. In the meantime..we're just cracking people with our sticks..slashing with our skates..trying to butt-end people's teeth. It was nasty..and we barely had any injuries. All the fans were falling on the ice..with some pretty serious injuries. Our team left the ice and went right for the bus..while the police were rounding up these jerkoffs. They all got arrested and/or sent to the hospital...and we headed to Burger King.

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Joseph_stalin
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posted April 15, 2000 03:05 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Joseph_stalin   Click Here to Email Joseph_stalin     Edit/Delete Message

you guys don't get it. you never will. if you want revenge against someone hitting them is soooo coarse. you will be seen as a jocko muscleman who resorts to violence on a whim. and you might go to jail.

here are some examples that will work rather well, and probably can't be traced back to you.

put sugar in their gas tank

get some bondage porn/gay porn/etc. from a sex store. then, using a computer print out his name and address on a small piece of paper and glue it on the magazine. then put it in his neighbors mailbox. they will think he subscribes to that magazine. and what can he say to disprove it? they won't believe him.

put a dead fish in his car

write something in his yard with anti-freeze


there are other ways too. anyway i don't recommend revenge myself. it just makes things worse and worse until someone forgives the other. but if you do, fighting isn't very effective. there are better ways to hurt and embarass someone other than fighting them.

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tri~zilla
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posted April 15, 2000 09:45 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for tri~zilla   Click Here to Email tri~zilla     Edit/Delete Message
what the hell............i'll bite

me and my girl break up and make up at least once a month so on one of these breaks, we where both seeing other people.
i was seeing a real petite blond and she was
seeing someone who supposedly was a boxer.

anyways, one i get home from clubbin' and
i'm sitting upstairs in the bedroom eating
a turkey sandwich and i hear this car going back and forth on the street outside so i look out the window and spot my girl in the passenger seat.
now, thinking that my girl hasn't been totally truthful to this guy i head outside to tell him that we've been together for 9 yrs and she is pregnant (not showing) and has another child inside and let him make his own decision. so she grabs him and starts pulling him in the oppisite direction
so i say "hold on man, i ain't mad" and go to talk to him.
when he turns i'm checking to see if he looks
better than me(old competition thing hehe).
and out of the corner of my eye i see he's swinging something at my head and out of instinct put my hand up and get lucky and block it.
so to keep him from being able to swing, i try to suplex him but his damn jacket sliding
everywhere so the whole time i'm trying to suplex him he's hitting me with whatevers in his hand and since there wasn't very much pain and the sound it was making sounded like a small beer bottle, i ignored it.

i gave him one more warning to quit then grabbed his head put it between my legs, then for leverage reached around his stomach and DDT'd him .
when he hits the ground he let go of what was in his hand.
turned out he was hitting me with one of those one arm things that take the lug nuts off ( you know about 10-12 inches long with the octagon shaped head)
so my girl starts screaming " your heads bleeding blah blah blah blah".
so to wrap things up i always shave my head and people are always asking me" how the HELL did 'ya get that octagon shaped scar on your head ?" then i get to tell them this long ass story.

adios,
tri

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tri~zilla
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posted April 15, 2000 09:54 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for tri~zilla   Click Here to Email tri~zilla     Edit/Delete Message
i probably misspelled a couple of things forgive me, i went back and fixed what could.

tri

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Karate guy
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posted April 16, 2000 04:42 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Karate guy   Click Here to Email Karate guy     Edit/Delete Message
Hey Stalin, your real name wouldn't be Larry would it? LOL
Just kiddin Bro. I got a cool way of non-violently dealin with certain kinds of people. E-mail me and I'll send it to you. Fun stuff.

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rocko
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posted April 16, 2000 07:37 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for rocko   Click Here to Email rocko     Edit/Delete Message UIN: 71711382
Fighting is just not worth the risks. I have worked in bars for a couple of years and have gotten into a few but what I saw one night made me decide that very little is worth going toe to toe.
It was closing time at the bar and all the bars were getting out and as always there is never enough cabs for all the people who want to go home. Well this one girl finaly gets a cab to stop and she hops in waiting for her boyfriend who is comming from the othe side of the street. Well some skid reaches into the cab and pulls her out of it, well like any boyfriend would do he steped up to the guy and pushed him. The skid pulled out a knife from a sheath on his hip and slashed the kid in the throat. The kid grabed his throat and blood was squirting out between his fingers. I watched a 20 year old kid die on the sidewalk in front of me over a cab.
Trust me when I say this, do what ever you have to do to avoid a fight, that kid may have looked like the man to his buddies now all he looks like is a mound of dirt.

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NCLifter
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posted April 20, 2000 08:43 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for NCLifter   Click Here to Email NCLifter     Edit/Delete Message UIN: 62489407
I got a pretty funny one. Back in high school, a pretty big football player screwed some guys girlfriend, who obviously was a slut, and the two guys get into it at a party. The entire fight was pretty lame, mostly wrestling and a few punches. Finally, the football player "won", so he says, after doing his girl, and says something like "you're girls a slut, bitch, etc.." Then, the 105 lb girl hits the foorball player in the face with a beer bottle, kicks him in the balls, and starts bitch slapping him until some people pulled her off. The chick was wearing a bunch of rings and really messed the dude's face up bad. It was pretty funny though, that chick didnt fuck around.

NC

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beastmasster
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posted April 26, 2000 01:17 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for beastmasster   Click Here to Email beastmasster     Edit/Delete Message
not bragging, but you asked for a fight story...I see this kid on 5th Avenue in Pittsburgh right where I get off the bus to go to work (this is about 2 or 3 years ago) and I'm with a couple of buddies, and he just slams me with his shoulder. I looked at him and he was one of those "I think I'm DMX" boys with huge pants and he says some shit. I laughed and said "Do you think your gang could take my gang?" Just fucking with him. So I started seeing him everyday, same place, same time, and finally a week later it happens. He does it again, I came back and shoved him, he swung and missed badly, and I got him with a few good ones. Then, he had me in a headlock (I have no idea how) but he didn't know what to do, like how to hit me or whatever (must not have ever been in a fight) Luckily, I was swinging and landing blow after blow up and over my shoulder into his head, but any experienced fighter would have ended me, then and there. So I got lucky and cocky, slammed him hard against the doors of Mo Gear (anyone from Pitt knows it) and he was bleeding like crazy. I didn't know when to stop so I was yelling "Do you like it? Do you want some more?" and just clocking him again and again (bad idea). Finally, in the worst movie-move of my life, I dragged him up to about knee level (he was on the ground now) and kicked him so hard in the chest and neck, twice (very stupid). Cops, him in an ambulance because of all the blood, me fired and expelled from culinary school, charges of simple assualt. We pled the mutual combat defense, but he lied and said he never swung first, just bumped me and I kicked his ass for no reason. His mom brought him in and said he was "mentally slow" after the fight and his baseball career was over (he was a college baseball player) but that was bullshit because he plays now for some school. We lost and, get this, I thought I was going away and they hit me with "you owe $35 for a medical copayment!" I got so lucky, she said she wnated to teach me a lesson! I thought I was REAL TOUGH after this and for a while looked for more, but learned my lesson when some dude followed me in a car while I was walking home and whooped up on me. This was a few weeks into my first cycle and this dude put me outta commission for a while by beating my ass then jabbing me in the back of the head/neck with a nice knife. BTW I am only 5'6" so I was looking up at this kid, and also I was very small (but I still lifted) so this isn't a case of big guy beating little kids ass. Ahh, the memories of youth.
HH

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moe dank
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posted April 26, 2000 06:18 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for moe dank   Click Here to Email moe dank     Edit/Delete Message
yeah that is some crazy shit beast. Man the stupid things we do as kids!

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