Did he call you "white boy"?
Too many. The last fight I was in I got beaten pretty badly and ever since then I've kept an even keel.
It's a good time to bow out. you don't realize how stupid it is until you've been left bleeding with cracked ribs.
pd, that sounds like it came straight out of some movie :lol
nope, too easy-going
God I hope that friend was Sting. That would be awesome.
and doin' SOMETHING to my jaw that still causes me pain to this day
Got in a bunch in MS/HS. I was tall for my age, and had been in Isshin-ryu karate since age 10, so none ended badly for me aside from the crowbar incident. Actually, the karate caused MORE fights; every little fruit with testosterone poisoning wanted to "fight the ninja". Only one that I later actually felt amused by happened my senior year -- there was this obnoxious JV linebacker, kind of a fat/muscley combo (who according to my brother -- also on the JV squad -- had a three-inch dick), who decided that he wanted to throw down with me after a game. I can't even remember what for; I was -- sadly -- sitting on the hood of my shitty Chevy Spectrum playing Game Gear in a dirt parking lot. He and a couple of his pals from a neighboring small town walk by and he runs over and shoves me off the car, so I just fuckin' stand up like nothin' had happened, put my fuckin' heel into his knee and felt it snap, and rammed my elbow into his sternum. I have NEVER seen anyone drop so fuckin' hard. His friends just stepped off. Really, I didn't know what to do after that cuz he looked kinda bad, so I went back to the field and got the band teacher. I actually wound up going with the band teacher and the kid to the emergency room. Fortunately, I'd only dislocated his patella, and the kid actually told the emergency room doctor that he'd started it, so I kinda got lucky. After that, he just avoided me, although my brother said the team was really pissed at me 'cuz the kid was unable to play for three games. Oh well!
My two notable fights in college I lost. I sucker punched a Marine ROTC cadet when he tried to bash my face in with a squirtgun, and he and two of ROTC buddies chased my ass down and beat the holy fuck out of me, cracking my shin and doin' SOMETHING to my jaw that still causes me pain to this day. The second time I was drunk at a Norman bar called O'Connell's -- big frat hangout -- and I was drunk and started mocking this frat guy, and he fuckin' coldcocked me and put me in some wrestling hold. I just went down. I'm still embarrassed to this day. Live and fuckin' learn indeed! Oh, and I semi-brawled with my roommate countless times over Mario Kart, especially when he whipped me in the face with a SNES controller. RAGE.
Nowadays I just carry a flick knife with me everywhere. My Goju-Ryu instructor in college gave me about a years' worth of knife training, which I hope compensates for the fact that 8 years after I left karate I became a sedentary slob.
not really! i'm not terribly imposing since i have a sort of bug-eyed face, i'm quite clearly not in shape, and being 6'0" isn't particularly useful now that i'm not in hs. on the other hand, i'm not as totally fucking stupid, either, and i tend to pre-emptively stay away from fight situations.
MAF isnt a fighter. I admire hardcore people, but I generally aim for a practical measured approach.
why do i feel like i'm being trolled :'(
:(
last time i share any stories!
No fights in HS (never went lolz).(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/dirk_diggler_41/pampoint1zn6.gif)
I only attended about two weeks of class.