Tell us about your most interesting brawl.

Why don't you start.

 

OK about 6 years ago I was in a Chilis and my ex and I were hanging in the bar.
So it's where they herd all the people waiting for tables too. So i'm standing at the bar next to my ex and this guy in his 20's was next to me.
He kept backing into me and pushing me. So after about 5 times I turned and said hey Bro can you do me a favor and stop backing up into me your making me spill my drink. I said it nice too and had no angter in my voice. So he says fuck you you old ass hole. So I said look i'm not looking for any trouble we are all here having a good time and I just asked you nice to stop pushing me. So I turned back and started to talk to my ex about leaving and going to another place and he pushes me harder and I spill my drink now all over my ex. I spun around grabbed him by the back of his head and then slammed his entire face flat unto the bar and broke his nose. Now the entire place starts going crazy and people are running out yelling fight. So now he tries to take a swing at me and then I just kicked his ass and when he was on the floor said I asked you nice now look at you! So we had to run out and I never went back again to That Chilis again.

 

I've never gotten into a physical fight. I was threatened a lot, but no one ever made a move to fight me. Go figure. And you know what it was almost always about? Some girl getting angry at me because her crush asked me out. I was forever having to deal with girls wanting to kick my butt and telling guys that I couldn't go out with them because if I did, I'd have major poblems on my hands. So I was a very lonely girl in school. Seemed like any guy I fancied, there was always some other mean, tough girl who would beat the crap out of me if I went out with him. Oh well, you know, it worked out for the best when I really sit back and think about it.

 

8th grade - i was on the bus going to school and this kid was talking shit about me. he called me out and told me the fight was going to happen after school. i told him, either i beat thd shit out of him once we get off the bus or it aint happening. he didn't like that idea, so i just walked away and went to the back of the school. he came up from behind me and pushed me. i turned around, and his friend kept telling him to punch me, she was yelling this. he called me a pussy and pushed me again. after that, i punched him in the face, he went down to the ground and i mounted and started pounding away on his face until i got knocked off by a teacher...

he's lucky the teacher came out....i was gonna smash his head into some cars

 

I DO NOT fight.

And there is a reason for it. If someone messes with me (which is extremely rare), I usually just leave or try to water down the situation with humor or reason.

About 14 years ago (1992), I almost killed someone with a piece of a wooden chair out of rage. I am afraid that if I ever got pushed over the edge of violence, I would regret it.

Although I took BJJ, I get too angry to "fight fair". So, I try to put out the fire by removing myself from the situation if at all possible.

So, if anyone here is looking to kick my ass. I'll make it easy--You win!

Just go ahead and chalk up a "V" for yourself.

 

i bet no girls are going to respond to this. i got into a fight ONCE. it was a couple of years ago, i was living in this apartment with very thin walls and floor and the guy beneath me was a real dick and would come up to my apartment all the time yelling at me for making noise and shaking his floor etc. it never seemed to occur to him that i couldn't help it because the floors were so thin. so one day i had both my kids there and they started wrestling for like 2 seconds. he comes storming up and i didn't answer the door, but the next day i went out grocery shopping and he was sitting on the steps when i came back with his buddy. and he said to me, 'if your kids EVER wrestle again i'm going to get you'. and i just lost it. you don't threaten a mother's children, EVER!!!! i literally saw red and i grabbed his head and shook it and started screaming at him, i don't even remember what i said. and then i let go and went to my apt., i was shaking so hard.

then he called the cops on me and they came and they said, well, you can't touch him. but they could see how ridiculous it was, he was much bigger than me. but then the asshole pulled the race card and was like as a black man she could get me in trouble.
well they didn't say much to that but i thought that was an asshole thing to do.

after that he left me alone but i am pretty sure he coined my car. who else would have done it.

after a few months i passed him and i told him, 'jesus loves you' ahahahaa.

 

I have been in very few fights in my life that actually esculated into a physical situation. Those few sadly ended very badly.


Everytime has started the same way, me accepting a few punches from the other party trying to get me to fight back, me pleading for them not to make me do this and then I am not there anymore. Im in an office with no real idea how I got there. Im a calm person, takes alot to send me to the point I feel the need to fight but sadly when I reach that point a little switch if you will clicks and I loose complete control.

My first fight was in the 3rd grade, the kid went to the hospital and required stiches to seal up his head from me bashing it into the concrete playground walk way, the playground teacher attempted to pull me from the kid and I had blooded his lip, nose so he got extra help 2 more teachers to pull me off this kid who I would not stop beating. This took place and I had no idea, did not remember a thing about it, just only what others told me took place.

I like other males on my mothers side of the family have a thing known as "Explosive anger disorder" Most who have it are very calm then something sets them off. A person with this is known to hold back all anger and when they do let it out all the anger from everything in the past is released.

I guess the good part if there ever was is that most other kids when I was growing up tended to leave any ideas of fighting me alone.

Junior High was my last real fight and had he not continued to pound on me from behind as I was trying to walk away and ignored others telling him it was a bad idea he would have not got me suspended and him a 3 day stay at Everett General.

I hate fights, all it does is makes me feel totally like shit for hurting people. I have gone down the ol road of self destructive behavior to avoid hurting others ect bla bla bla. Others will say I never lost a fight, I can only say I always loose, I may not remember what I did but I always know what I have done.

 

I've only been in one fight in my entire life...no other argument I've ever been in has ever escalated to a throw down (unless you count my abusive relationship...which I don't).

I think I was about 10 years old and this girl at the dance studio I danced at was a BITCH. I remember coming home from dance class and complaining about her being mean to me (and everyone else)...my mom told me if she messed with me again to just punch her. So one day, she pushed me down and stepped on me in class so when we walked out the door of the studio I confronted her...I told her she better start being a little nicer or else I was going to punch her in the nose. She just replied rolling her eyes "Whatever", so I punched her as hard as I could. She went down on the ground and held her nose. I got suspended from class for a week, but it was so worth it LOL.

 

Ahh... only idiots enjoy hearing about other people's fights. Let go of the violence in you, you fool.

I have never been in a serious fight, and never will be.

 

I've never been in a fight and I've only ever really been threatened once because I stood up for a girl who was being bullied in 8th grade. This group of girls threatened to kick my ass because I wouldn't "mind my own business." So, one day, I went up to the leader of the pack after school, told her I didn't believe in fighting and that I wouldn't fight her. She said okay, and that was that.

 

Jester in a fight? He may be dumb be he knows that he ever got into a fight he would end up being carried away in a body bag. His sheer posting here is proof that he has never gotten in a fight. And no, I've never gotten in a fight. Like Libertine, I'm scared I would hurt someone. No, not really. I just don't like confrontation or tension.

 

i really dont like fighting,
having said that about a month and a half ago my best enemy called my buddy roger a darkie dickless ****** and pushed my sister...he flew off the porch of the bar and is lucky he had a car to break his fall...

 

I haven't been in a fight since I was...16??? I mean, what's the point?

Well there was one time right after I graduated high school, but it wasn't much of a fight. Some drunk guy was in his car at McDonald's wailing on his girlfriend...why I have no idea. My friend and I ran over and took turns beating on his face until he let her go. Then we drug him out of the car. That's when the cops showed up and arrested him. We left quick in all the confusion.


People don't mess with me generally. I'm 6'4" and I weigh 275. I'm also bald and usually have a fucked up expression of some kind. People side step me.

I'm no bad ass by any means, they just stay away.

 

The last fight I was in was earlier this summer. At a house party at the lake. About 30 feet away I saw a buddy of mine (with a weird muscle/bone disorder that left him 5'3 and maybe 100 pounds with extra fragile bones) get pushed by some guy. I ran up and clocked him in the face as hard as I've ever hit anybody, booted him in the head on the ground, and then it got broken up.

 

My most interesting brawl was interesting because I didn't even swing back. I had thrown this stupid fucker's shoe on the roof at Job Corps. He was about 180lbs and, supposedly, a boxer.

We were in our dorm and he asked me if I threw his shoe, a $120 Timberland boot, on the roof, and I said "Yeah, I did it, so?" Then he got in my face and I knew he was gonna do something. I just put my hands behind my back and continued to talk shit to him, knowing he was gonna hit me. I had already decided that I wasn't gonna swing back, because everyone in the dorm, about 20 people, was standing there watching and I knew one of them would end up telling the staff and I would get kicked out of the program if I hit him back.

So, he proceeded to hit me about 7 or 8 times and I didn't do shit. I just took it and continued to talk shit to him. Even after he beat my ass I talked more shit. I told him that I didn't give a fuck about his shoe and that him hitting me didn't mean shit to me either. I told him "I don't know why you care about those ugly ass shoes anyway". Then he said "Ugly shoes? Look at those ugly ass skating shoes you're wearing". I responded with "Yeah, my shoes may be ugly and cheap, but at least I still have both of them. One of yours is on the roof". At this point everyone was still watching and he was almost crying because of all the shit I was talking, even though he had just beaten my ass. Everyone was laughing at him and telling him that he just beat my ass and I was STILL making him look like a bitch in front of everyone.

Everyone in the dorm kept telling everyone on campus that they had never seen anything like that; Someone getting their ass beat and still end up punking out the person that beat their ass. I never thought I could get respect for not swinging back, but they respected me for how I handled it.

Anyway, I was correct in assuming that someone would tell the staff. Someone told them about the incident and he ended up getting kicked out of Job Corps for hitting me and I didn't get shit because I didn't hit him back. He never got his shoe back. hahaha

 

lmao, topnotch, i could see you just sittin there, givin him his shit without ever raising a fist.

 

Yeah it took a lot of will power to not hit him back. I'm glad I didn't though. It was hilarious.

 

i am not an instigator, and i really do try to aviod fighting. doesnt help much though.

i havent had a lot of super interesting throw-downs, & i can truthfully say that i have never gotten fucked up in a fight. my most interesting i think was in the parking lot at arby's & this bitch rolled up and i guess didnt like the girl i was with. so she got out of the car & walked towards us. i was hella drunk & we just womped on her ass. i beat the fuck out of her with a bottle of jack. i wish we had at least finished the bottle before we broke it on her though. this was my best fight ever because she didnt even get one good hit in. anyways, some dude came out of arbys saying he was callin the cops so i went skeet-skurt on outta there.

the most gruesome fight i have ever seen was at a motel where we were partying. i was the only girl there. this guy rolled up that i knew there was problems with. he didnt even have time to get out of his car, when he tried they kicked the doors in on his legs and it sounded like his knee or something snapped. they broke his windows & beat him to a bloody pulp. a friend of mine spent 6 months in jail for that one. i never EVER want to see something like that again. ick.

 

another fight, 9th grade -

was at the bus stop waiting for the bus to go home. another student from my school was there. i was chilling with my boy fabio. we were joking around and this kid spits on me. now he was a senior, i'm just a freshman and he fucking spit on me. so i just let loose on this guy. got a couple knees to his face, some body shots. his face was bloody.

 

I've been in a handful since I became an adult.

I love sparring, I've been in muay thai and boxing since I was a kid, but I don't like streetfights. I mind my own, but I think there are some things you have to stick up for.