i was in a bar about 15 yrs ago and got into a shoving match with a guy over his girl. he thought i was hitting on her, but i was just talking with her really. we were all fucking loaded so that shit happens i guess. anyway, after a few moments of heated words and scuffling, 2 buddies of mine jumped on him out of the blue, pushed him down and started kicking him as i stood there with my half empty beer awestruck. next thing i know the bouncers corralled us and tossed us out. i guess that doesnt really count as me being in a fight but its the closest ive come and is as close as i wish to be.
all the time in highschool (fucking votech) after highschool i was hanging out with a "rough" crowd, i got into a few scuffles but most of the time the other fellers would take over after i was pushed. last weekend was the closest ive come to a truly physical confrontation in years (see my FU best friend thread)
i guess my gun fetish has kept me out of most altercations, that and my willingness to just walk away for fear of really hurting someone, im quite large, and always have been, the big guy always looses one way or the other
beating the shit out of a 12 year old when your 25 doesn't count does it?
The closest I have been to a fight in the past 10 years was about 8 years ago when I grabbed a kid by the throat and threw him against the wall. 2 of my friends grabbed me before I did any more damage.
Me and my best friend beat the hell out of each other every few years or so. Usually, there's alcohol involved, neither person wins, and it ends with us doing shots to "friendship" or something lame like that.
But for the fighting, big time asskickery, not fucking around. It puzzles anyone else present.
I'm in the same boat. As a kid, I used to get in trouble for simply defending myself from morons who wanted to prove something by going after someone much larger.
Usually my presence has prevented or stopped fights pretty quickly. I had a friend pissed off at me once because I walked up on him confronting some guy who was hassling a girl we knew. The other guy pointed at my friend and says "you I can take" then he points at me, saying "him, I won't even try" and then made a quick exit from the bar.
yea, theres two things i love, getting out of a really tiny car, like a miata, and getting off a bar stool and looking down at some fucking stooge that is running his mouf. what is sad is i have a bad back, so if some one wants to fuck me up all they have to do is shove me till i fall, when i hit the ground im done, i dont bounce any more.