When was your last fist fight?

OK. Lemme see...it was my freshman year in college and I was living in the dorms. There was this one guy on the floor that I just did not get along with. The thing is, I got along really well with his roomate, so I had to stand him. One day I was in his room (the jerk) and we were playing NBA Live on a Sega Genesis. I was whooping his ass. He got upset and restarted the damn thing midway through the game. So of course I started talking trash and calling him all kinds of names. Suddenly the guy gets up and pushes me and so we just start to fight. I land a couple of punches and he lands a couple, but no blood or anything. Next thing ya know we are tangled up and head to the floor. After about 10 minutes of tussling around and not landing any good punches - because we were too close to each other - I got tired. So I asked him "why are we fighting, again?" By that time we had totally forgot. So we did the whole countdown thing and seperated to get our breath back. After about 5 minutes of resting we went back to playing Sega like nothing happened. It was like No harm No foul. After the fight we got along fine.

Just totally ridiculous, but true.

I’ve never actually had a fist fight, I just gave out a few good slappings when I was in high school. :hehehe: :p

umm...I don't remember...lemme check my video records...hey, look...I'm getting punched in the head.:bloated: :bloated: :bloated:


yes, I know...blatant Simpsons rip-off. but my humor is failing right now...I'm hungry.

i was ummmm, freshmen....in high skewl


i was driving my.....( SHUT THE HELL UP I KNOW U WILL LAUGH).....goped and some queer threw shit at me, i stopped told him to quit and he said why? what are u gonna do? so i just started hitting him, and next thing u know some lady is yelling that she will call the cops, so i got on my goped......and left......no biggy

Last time I got in a fist fight was five mins ago. Actually right after high school graduation.

I was in the 1985 Dayton Golden Gloves and lost to Amos Powell in the 132lb. weight class if this counts. It was my only loss. TKO:( It was not my night.

ive had instances where i could have been in a fight, but never actually stood up to do anything about it. i box though, how stupid is that? i dont consider boxing fighting per sey, thats more sport than rumble. but now, when i look back on those instances, i wish i would have done something. "what do you know about yourself until you've been in a fight??"....we all know where thats from...and honestly, its probably true...

I have never been put in a situation where I needed to fist-fight.First person to throw a punch is a loser!;)

I honestly don't think I've ever been in a fist fight if I have it was REALLY long ago like 1st grade. Oh wait there was a time in around 2nd grade I fought this kid who lived around the block from me he pissed of everyone I think he got in fights with everyone I knew he was a 1st class a-hole. but besides that I usually never get pissed off enough at anyone to fight them. :cool:

Just this afternoon!! I gave this guy a huge uppercut, then kneed him in the groin, then head-butted him hahahaha

um, ok...truthfully now...i have never ever been in any type of fight in my life :p

but I have this strange urge to give someone a massive girlie-slap across the face...no one in particular...but I just want to do it LOL :rolleyes: hmm maybe I have some pent up aggression...

Judging from the replies, it looks like we have one of 3 types of people in here:

1) People who fight like women...ala the "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Slapper"
2) People who have never been in a fight
3) People who could have been in a fight

I tell you what, I'm sure most of you all are good people, but I'm glad I don't know any of you personally. What would it look like if I got in a full blown bar fight and one of my AF buddies goes to call the cops, another calls his mother and the other one starts slapping?

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For me, 7th grade...several times. I was not exactly popular back then. I didn't do anything stupid, I think God had decided that I was not destined to be a member in the "in" crowd. There was this one girl, Stacy, I did not get along with...she was always looking for trouble. She would go around telling other people from other clasees that I was talking sh!t behind their backs. Funny thing is, I did not know any of these people except for their names and faces. So every few Friday's when the last bell rang several people from the other classes would jump me and kick my ass. They would wait outside my classroom. Sadly, this was such a regular occurrance that teachers eventually stopped attempting to break up the fights..figuring it would be done in 5 minutes, we all go home, repeat cycle 2 weeks later.

Well towards the end of the school year, Stacy decided to really brew up trouble by telling girls in any classes from 6th to 8th grade that I was saying they all were sluts n whores. So you can imagine how much of a pot of hot water was boiling for me. Keep in mind now, no one ever approched me to ask if it was true or if I even said that. I never knew what the "reason to beat Kat's ass this week" was until after the fact :rolleyes: But anyways, the usual happened on the very last day of school, except that there were 40 people waiting for me instead of the usual 5 or 6...not counting the other 100 spectators. (One kid from 6th grade made up tickets and sold them for $0.25 a piece LOL) And you can guess what happened. Yep, got my ass beat but twice as hard. During the brawl, I happened to look up and see her at the edge of the crowd smiling. I wanted her to die. After a bit, the maintainence man came and shooed us all away.

Everyone pretty much went home, and thank goodness I wouldn't have to face that again for 3 months. But now I wanted vengence. So I went over to Stacy's house. Her mom answered the door and when she asked who I was I said "Stacy's friend, Karla." Well she came running out like a bat outta hell yelling "Karla, oh my God! Did ya see what happened? It was so.........." As she came running out the door yelling I cocked back my arm and punched her straight in the mouth as hard as I could. She fell to the ground and there was blood...alot of it. I broke 2 of her teeth and scraped my knuckled badly. Her mom was shcoked and asked, "Stacy what the hell did you get yourself into now??" Needless to say, my 8th grade year went by very peacefully. Once we moved on to high school I never did see her again :)

I've only been in two fights, and they were both a long time ago when I was young and stupid (not to use any cliches or anything :D) I won one and lost one, now I pretty much get along with every one and if I don't get along with someone, its not the the point that we would fight about it.

Originally posted by Sham365
1) People who fight like women...ala the "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Slapper"
Rotflmao, that is hilarious. :hehehe: :hehehe: :hehehe: I now have a new nickname!!! :hehehe: :p

Originally posted by Sham365
Judging from the replies, it looks like we have one of 3 types of people in here:

1) People who fight like women...ala the "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Slapper"
2) People who have never been in a fight
3) People who could have been in a fight

I tell you what, I'm sure most of you all are good people, but I'm glad I don't know any of you personally. What would it look like if I got in a full blown bar fight and one of my AF buddies goes to call the cops, another calls his mother and the other one starts slapping?

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Amusing,sham....but misguided.I said I had never been put in a situation where I needed to fist-fight.If I was in a bar with you nobody in their right mind would pick a fight with either of us in the first place!

Kat, I totally feel you on the middle school fights. Middle school is rough. I got in plenty of fights. I particularly remember this one I got in right after middle school though. Let me go back in time though to 6th grade

During 6th grade there was this kid named John Slaughter. He ragged on me every day. He talked about my clothes, my looks, my shoes...basically everything. The thing was, I couldn't touch him. His dad was the head pastor at our church. I mean, it's like sacrilegious to beat up the preacher's kid. So I never laid a finger on him. Eventually my familly moved out of the state. I came back for my cousin's continuation ceremony from high school to middle school about 3 years later and just happened to see John Slaughter on the basketball court near my aunt's house one day. My older cousin was with me at the time and so we got an idea. I would beat John up and he would come running in and break it up, acting like he was pissed at me and apologize to John. This way he or my aunt wouldn't get in trouble with the church.

So, I walked straight up to John said "remember, me?" and proceeded to beat the living crap out of him. He tried to fight me, but after 3 years I had simply got too strong for him to handle. So, as I am whoopin him he starts crying about how he has braces. So I pause, smile and show him that I have braces too and go back to knocking daylights out. It was absolutely hilarious. And all this time I am telling him why exactly I am beating him up. Then my cousin comes in out of nowhere and tackles me. He is looking really pissed at me and starts apologizing to John.

So we walk home and about 2 blocks away we start laughing. Even till this day, everytime I see my cousin he asks me if I remember that day I beat the crap out of John Slaughter. The guy had made 6th grade terrible for me, but in the end it worked out.

sorry i dont have a big long fight to talk about and over exaggerate so much it should be in a movie

:flipa: :flipa: you all

My last fight was in Mt Maunganui with some guys in a red van who I fried at the lights they outnumbered me and my mate 4:2 but all it took was a couple of blows to the nose and shoving one of thier heads through the back window to sort that one out

Originally posted by Towlie
sorry i dont have a big long fight to talk about and over exaggerate so much it should be in a movie

:flipa: :flipa: you all

Bitter....party of one! :finger:



:p

so what?

u wanna fight about it? :biggrin2:

Originally posted by Towlie
so what?

u wanna fight about it? :biggrin2:

MEET ME ON THE PLAYGROUND BY THE MONKEY BARS AT NOON TOMORROW!!!

no way, BY THE JUNGLE JIM!!!! GRRRRRRRR

be there or be square poopy head!

It's on! :lol2:

I'd have to say that it was with my brother, but it wasn't a fair fight becase he is twice my size and i had a golf club. it was about 3 years ago.

Two years ago was my last fist fight. It was some dude that I used to know back when I used to DJ at back yard parties. The last fight was actually the thrid time I fought this guy. It started in a back yard party we were DJing at. He had already played his set, and now it was my turn to play. I started playing a few records and when I was about to play my fourth record a couple of girls go on top of a table by the DJ system and started to take their tops off and were dancing to the music. So thats when this dumb ass decides he is going to play another set again. He comes up to me and tells me he is going to play again. I told him it was cool just to let me finish my set. He gives me this dirty look and pushes me off the turn tables. (On a side note the DJ system was mine and the guy was about a foot taller than me. ) I am not going to I was afraid of getting my ass whooped by this guy, so I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed the headphones and took them off the mixer. He got furious and slapped me in the face and knocked my glasses clean off my head. That is when I went off and punched him in the throat. He fell on the ground like a sack of potatoes and I proceeded to whoop on his ass until they broke the fight and the party up.
The second time I fought him was two weeks later at a different party. he was there with a couple of friend and he was talking bad about me and challenged me to another fight. So I whooped his ass one more time.
Third and final fight was in a night club. I was hanging out with some friends and we had taken girls with us to the club. He came up to our table and started taking crap again and I asked him to show respect for the girls and that me and him could settle our differences later( i didnt say it that nicely though). He keeps taunting me and calling me names and keeps calling me out. I get up and get in his face and we start shouting at each other. Then he pushes me and almost knocks me to the ground. I still had my mixed drink in my hand so when I got up I hit him in the face with the glass cup. My buddy who has also had enough of the dumb ass comes over and punches him in the back of the head. we are then tackled by security, the dumb ass gets sent to the hospital. My friend tries to run away from security and gets pepper sprayed, and we get banded from going back to that night club.
I have bumped into the guy I fought a couple of times in the street since the last fight. He doesn't say anything bad or even look in my direction any more. What I did noticed is that he has a humongous scar on his cheek from where I hit him with my glass.

My last fight was when I was in the Navy. We were at a bar and a friend of mine was drunk off his ass and started a fight with a guy that was twice his size. He gets knocked on his ass, so I jumped in the fight to help him out. I nailed that guy right in the nose. And then I get socked in the eye, by the dudes friend. I managed to kick the guy in the knee and he went down to grab it and I uppercutted him. That's when me and my buddy get thrown out. So there we were Monday morning reporting for muster with a black eye on both of us. It was pretty funny looking back at it.

Well that would have to be nearly 18 years ago. Older and wiser as I instead of hitting someone with my hands I prefer to use a rather hard object instead such as a ball bat :p

i fight all the time cuz i do martial arts WICKED SLAP SLAP SLAP

hehe... this is going back a few years.. my last fight was with one of my (still) best pals... it started out of nothing, i really cant remember what he did to wind me up but we were in class with lots of people and 2 teachers, he got a MASSIVE bruise on his face :bloated: , and i seriously hurt my knuckles... :D

we still laugh about it nowadays :D

cheers,
jay

Originally posted by crayzayjay
hehe... this is going back a few years.. my last fight was with one of my (still) best pals... it started out of nothing, i really cant remember what he did to wind me up but we were in class with lots of people and 2 teachers, he got a MASSIVE bruise on his face :bloated: , and i seriously hurt my knuckles... :D

we still laugh about it nowadays :D

cheers,
jay

Really??? I thought you being a Londoner would have had one with a Skinny White agressive Eastender:D

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Really??? I thought you being a Londoner would have had one with a Skinny White agressive Eastender :D
nah... those losers arent too hard to deal with... :D
although 3 friends of mine were attacked & bottled not long ago by 3 (dunno if they were skinny) white, aggressive eastenders... now these yobs obviously hate themselves cos not only do they act like pr*cks but they happened to attack my friends, who are 3 of the biggest & well-built guys, and as it happened, got the crap well and truly kicked out of them... hehe... nicely done, boys, nicely done....

cheers,
jay