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Started by Patient7, May 22, 2008, 01:12:02 PM

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Patient7

I recently discovered that if a person is saying theiy're going to "kick your ass"  just tell them that they wont.  When I say this I mean they wont even take a punch because I'm not worth it, but they interpret it as they wont be able to.  If you say it in a calm and collected manner then they'll just get really p**sed off then shut up.  :bouncegiggle:
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Menard

Quote from: Patient7 on May 22, 2008, 01:12:02 PM
I recently discovered that if a person is saying theiy're going to "kick your ass"  just tell them that they wont.  When I say this I mean they wont even take a punch because I'm not worth it, but they interpret it as they wont be able to.  If you say it in a calm and collected manner then they'll just get really p**sed off then shut up.  :bouncegiggle:

That's no fun.


If someone is going to bother to warn me, it's nothing a fist to the eye socket, grab to the the nads, or slamming their head into the nearest solid object can't solve.

Of course, if you are at a bar, or otherwise seedy joint, a pool cue, bottle, or ambush is usually your only warning if someone is serious about fighting with you.

Ash

Or, you could always take the advice of the great Bas Rutten...

(this video is hilarious!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3K-mrlYG7Y

indianasmith

I was a rather scrawny kid in high school, and my Mom was the Junior/Senior English teacher, so I might as well have had a target painted on my forehead.  One time I was in the bathroom as a freshman when three seniors walked in and saw me and came for me.  I started growling like a rabid dog and slobbering all over myself and trying to bite them . . . they backed off and I RAN for the door!


Not my proudest moment, but I didn't get beat up either.  Now I'm a third degree black belt, and no one tries to mess with me.
"I shall smite you in the nostrils with a rod of iron, and wax your spleen with Efferdent!!"

Menard

Quote from: indianasmith on May 22, 2008, 04:07:12 PM
Now I'm a third degree black belt, and no one tries to mess with me.

I'm curious...

Do you suppose that not being a kid in school anymore has anything to do with staying out of fights, or do you actually wear your black belt wherever you go? :teddyr:

indianasmith

Probably the fact that I am not in high school, and am a fairly sizable fellow at 250 pounds . . . .  :teddyr:
"I shall smite you in the nostrils with a rod of iron, and wax your spleen with Efferdent!!"

CheezeFlixz

When I was a kid and later in the military I got in a lot of fights ... might be because I started most of them. :buggedout: But now being older, wiser I rarely encounter anyone that gets fighting stupid. That's something that come with age.

The best way to avoid a fight is to walk away. It's the old saying it takes a bigger man to walk away. Took me a long time and assorted victories and losses to figure that out.

RCMerchant

I actually bite a guy in the neck once. He walked up to me and my brother Richie on Long Island and told us to sell him some weed. I told him and don't smoke pot. He called me a liar and pushed me against a parked car. So I spit in his face. he grabbed hold of my shirt...so I jumped up-(I'm kinda-well-REAL short) and got him inna headlock. he grabbed my nards,so...I bite his neck. He let go of me quick. He was bleeding too. A cop pulled up and busted it up....he had watched the whole thing! He told me and my brother to move on....he and the other guy had a talk,maybe he got busted. I dunno.

I got inna fight outside a bar too. Some creep in the bar got p**sed because I was talking to some girl he liked. I only went in to buy a bottle of whiskey. He shoved me. I said"Hell with it." And walked out. Once outside....I walked up to the window and tapped on it. He looked-I gave him the bird. He tore out the bar and started punching my head. I leaned against the wall and covered my head with my arms. His girlfreind ran out hollering. He stopped for a sec-I pulled the pint outta my pocket and slammed it bottom first into his head. It busted and I got booze and blood all over my shirt and hand. He fell down...I ran...to the store. I bought another bottle and went home. The lady in the store looked at me real weird! (I'm kinda weird looking anyway.... :lookingup:)
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Menard

Quote from: RCMerchant on May 22, 2008, 07:04:31 PM
I actually bite a guy in the neck once.

Bela has been a bad influence on you. :teddyr:


Quote from: RCMerchant on May 22, 2008, 07:04:31 PMHe walked up to me and my brother Richie on Long Island and told us to sell him some weed. I told him and don't smoke pot. He called me a liar and pushed me against a parked car. So I spit in his face. he grabbed hold of my shirt...so I jumped up-(I'm kinda-well-REAL short) and got him inna headlock. he grabbed my nards,so...I bite his neck. He let go of me quick. He was bleeding too. A cop pulled up and busted it up....he had watched the whole thing! He told me and my brother to move on....he and the other guy had a talk,maybe he got busted. I dunno.

I'm almost willing to bet that he was an undercover cop trying to score a bust.

Allhallowsday

Quote from: Menard on May 22, 2008, 01:18:34 PM
That's no fun...If someone is going to bother to warn me, it's nothing a fist to the eye socket, grab to the the nads, or slamming their head into the nearest solid object can't solve.
Of course, if you are at a bar, or otherwise seedy joint, a pool cue, bottle, or ambush is usually your only warning if someone is serious about fighting with you.
Grab to the nads...?   :lookingup:  You are so bad, Menard!

As for me, I've been jumped by three guys (not good) beat the sh*t out of an old roommate (he deserved it) had major slugfests with two guys that are two of my best friends, and when I was a kid ...Crap!  I was also scrawny and short (now I'm 6 ft) so I was always getting pushed around.  You learn alot gettin' pushed around, for one thing, don't take it.  Better to get a black eye, bloody nose, bruised knuckles... however, as CHEEZEE offered, when you get older you learn to avoid that crap.  I been good 'long time.   :teddyr:
If you want to view paradise . . . simply look around and view it!

Menard


Allhallowsday

Quote from: Menard on May 22, 2008, 08:54:13 PM
Quote from: Allhallowsday on May 22, 2008, 08:48:35 PM
I been good 'long time.   :teddyr:

Hope you had your fingers crossed. :tongueout:
:bouncegiggle: C'mon, y'wan' me to knock you on yer ass???
If you want to view paradise . . . simply look around and view it!

Menard

Quote from: Allhallowsday on May 22, 2008, 11:18:41 PM:bouncegiggle: C'mon, y'wan' me to knock you on yer ass???

You can say the sweetest things. :wink:

Allhallowsday

Quote from: Menard on May 22, 2008, 11:52:12 PM
Quote from: Allhallowsday on May 22, 2008, 11:18:41 PM:bouncegiggle: C'mon, y'wan' me to knock you on yer ass???

You can say the sweetest things. :wink:
:bouncegiggle: Now you'd get karma, but no can do. 
If you want to view paradise . . . simply look around and view it!

Killer Bees

Fighting must be a guy thing.  I've never been in a fight in my life.  I was always scared and mousy in high school.  Now if someone tried, they'd be dead before they hit the ground  *lol*

Nobody has the right to touch me without my permission, let alone in a violent way. I tell my son never to start a fight, but absolutely finish one.  He's 6' 1" and 95 kgs (about 200lbs), so anyone who picks him deserves to get pummelled.  He's actually a very peaceable person, which is nice.  And he's at that wonderful age (17) where he feels he can protect me if need be.
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