Om Posted August 4, 2003 Share Posted August 4, 2003 Been in a bar or two where there WAS a fight going on ... but I must have been having a god time becuase I just haven't been compelled to wade in. Guess I must be going to the wrong bars. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Henry Posted August 4, 2003 Share Posted August 4, 2003 You and me both, Om. Last fight I was in was the seventh grade. Me hitting the other guy in the face and end of fight. The next year I started Tae Kwon Do and strangely, haven't gotten close to being a fight since. Well, except once. Summer after Freshman year of college, I took my cousin, two years younger than me and female, with me to Beach Week at Ocean City. She was messing with me all night, saying hi to every guy she could and laughing as I warded them all off. Well, one really big fellow started making some rather lewd comments to her and in my very inibriated state I wandered over and told him to f-ck off or I'd kick the crap out of him. Then like a moron I turned my back and staggered off. Apparently he made a move towards me but one of his freinds and one of my freinds held him back and told him I was a black belt. As I could barely stand up at the time I have no doubt he would have beat the stuffing out of me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tommy-the-Greek Posted August 4, 2003 Share Posted August 4, 2003 I havent been in a single bar fight since I GOT MARRIED. I am a old gas up now and plan to stay that way. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sippin2020 Posted August 4, 2003 Share Posted August 4, 2003 Forgot about this one. While I was attending Virginia Tech I went to see a band play at Pedro's ( I don't think it's called Pedro's anymore). I woke up on the floor of my dorm room in Pritchard a bloody mess. My front teeth were pushed back at a 45 degree angle and I had several swolen bruises on my face. I went back to Pedro's to pick up my hat and coat that I left there, and to inquire about the identity of my assailant. Fortunately the bartenders working on Saturday morning had been there the night before and filled me in. I remember nothing. Apparently I had been drinking underage and was caught by a bouncer and promtly escorted out of the building. I didn't like this idea and pushed my way past the bouncer back into the bar. Those of you who remember this place also remember that it was downstairs. As I was running past the bouncer I must have missed a step and fell from the top of the stairs to the bottom, luckily I broke the fall with my face. Turns out I gave myself a pretty good concussion and had to have a root canal on my right front tooth. (The other one was f'd too, but I knocked that out in an unrelated stupid story). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Henry Posted August 4, 2003 Share Posted August 4, 2003 As I was running past the bouncer I must have missed a step and fell from the top of the stairs to the bottom, luckily I broke the fall with my face. There's nothing worse than losing a fight with a staircase. :laugh: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pga Posted August 4, 2003 Share Posted August 4, 2003 Long time ago....... early 20's......drinkin' heavy.....designated driver drives to Delaware to some bar @ U of Del.........come out of bar.....buddy yells something about somebody's girl being a bi*ch....all heck breaks loose......end up stuff under someones car.....not good.....get up in time for a few makeup punches.....stuff into our car by buddy who started it......get the heck out of Delaware. HANGOVER......HANGOVER.....idiot.....idiot....never again. :puke: :doh: :puke: :shoothead Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Candy Posted August 6, 2003 Share Posted August 6, 2003 This is embarrassing but............ one time this drunk little ***** started batting her eyelashes and rubbing up against the guy I was with, and I was on like my third Long Island Iced Tea and got pretty upset, so.......... Oh never mind, you guys don't want to hear about some silly catfight anyway. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Henry Posted August 6, 2003 Share Posted August 6, 2003 Heh heh. My wife is far more street than I am. The last time we went to a club, about 2 years ago I think, she almost got into it with someone. Me, the wife and some freinds were standing by the dance floor drinking our drinks and minding our own business, when this group of little hotties in those strappy hankerchief top things pranced by. One of them rudley shoved my wife in the back with her elbow as she walked past and my 5'3" wife, 29 years old, living in the suburbs and three months pregnant turns and shoves this chickie back so hard she slides five feet across the floor, slams into the wall and lands unceremoniously on her posterior. She stood herself up and thought about it for a second, so my wife, without taking her eyes off this chick removes her earrings and folds her arms. Babe thought the better of it and kept walking. Then my wife turns back to us and calmly says "She wasn't battle-ready. That top would have been the first thing to go." God I love that woman. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NavyDave Posted August 7, 2003 Share Posted August 7, 2003 Yeah several. Even when I was shore patrol fools would take a swing at me then they'd discover the law of gravity after a tutorial in applied physics ( me applying my fist or nightstick to the gut) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ghost of Posted August 7, 2003 Share Posted August 7, 2003 Damn ya'll, these are some messed up stories. I haven't been in a fight since I was 13, which I lost purposely so I didn't have to fear walking around my neighborhood! My friends and I never wanted to mess with anyone, always pretty happy while partying, so I've never run into any problems. While in Vancouver, BC though, my friend almost got his ass beat because he and his girlfriend were arguing. His girlfriend fell down, but these guys thought he pushed her down. Outside of the club they were both in his face, and I stepped right into the middle to calm them down. I did everything I could and they both finally did back off, but damn I thought I was going to have to get involved. On another note, I refuse to get stomped on by people. If some MFer does that I'm going to shoot him dead. Best way to avoid trouble is to be observant and polite to everyone. But if 5 guys want to beat your solitary ass to death, then you have every right to terminate their existence. Screw old school where you could box and then have a beer afterwards. The game is different now, and it's not worth risking paralysis or brain damage because some other jerk doesn't want to play by the rules. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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