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| Originally posted by Ravist am i the only one who thinks when chicks fight and kick ass is really hot? |
it's all about a fucking punch to the nose!
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| Originally posted by FunkyCrew smooooooooooth copy and paste, buddy  |
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| Originally posted by FunkyCrew probably not lol I hate how they always go for hair and face and try to scratch your eyes out it's all about a fucking punch to the nose! |
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| Originally posted by VDub mmmmmmmmm Gina Carano......... |
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| Originally posted by Ravist am i the only one who thinks when chicks fight and kick ass is really hot? |
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| Originally posted by Ravist am i the only one who thinks when chicks fight and kick ass is really hot? |
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| Originally posted by FunkyCrew it's all about a fucking punch to the nose! |
Seriously? That was more awkward and embarrassing than hot. Why does it seem like it's innate for chicks to not know how to smash someone's face in properly?
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| Originally posted by jennypie Seriously? That was more awkward and embarrassing than hot. Why does it seem like it's innate for chicks to not know how to smash someone's face in properly? |
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| Originally posted by lopi They learn from all the chickflicks they watch. Lesson? Womens network needs more Rambo, and less Mean Girls. |
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| Originally posted by jennypie Seriously? That was more awkward and embarrassing than hot. Why does it seem like it's innate for chicks to not know how to smash someone's face in properly? |
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| Originally posted by jennypie Why does it seem like it's innate for chicks to not know how to smash someone's face in properly? |
The last promininent fight I remember was back in grade 8. One of the guys in my class always thought he was a hot-shot and use to pick on me alot all throught the school year and I was getting pretty sick of it. One day in winter during recess I was just chilling on the playground and he starts shit again. I had been taking martial arts and the next thing I know I leg sweeped him to the ground and while he was still dazed I grabbed his arm in a reverse arm lock and told him that if he didn't stop bothering me I was going to break his arm right than and there. I guess he got the message as he never bothered me again from that day on.
my last one was in grade 8... where a kid i had a beef with INSISTED on fighting me on the way home from school on his own birthday, with all his friends egging him on. i just wanted to get home but the guy was following me. it didn't go in his favor and i ended up throwing his new nike toque he got that day into the mud, while he was crying. it was glorious
i did almost get in one recently though, with some chinstrapped thugged out white guy at yonge & dundas. was around 5pm so extremely busy, was walking with my gf a couple feet away from me. he didn't notice i was with her or he wouldn't have creeped up close behind her and slowly reached around to grab her. i stepped into him sending him flying and asked wtf he was doing. must have had murderous intent in my eyes, i had definitely forgot what that kind of adrenaline feels like when you suddenly get the urge to destroy someone. but at the same time was scared i would have to fend off a group of hoodlums who fight all the time. luckily he just said "i'm just walkin' bro" and him and his buddies their gangsta waddle the other direction. otherwise i probably would have broke my thumb or something
A few street fights in my teens...
But all my fights have come on the ice, dropped the gloves 31 times to be exact 
Damn I miss playing hockey, it was the only thing I could really let any built up aggression out on... thank god for weed 
Got into a bunch of fights in Elementary (6-2-2)
Got into a few fights in Junior High (2-1-1)
Got into a few fights in High School (1-2)
That's probably quite a few, but when you're picked on throughout your school life, sometimes you gotta let 'em know when enough is enough.
Haven't got into any fights since, but I HAVE won a couple of grappling matches with guys at work who thought I was a pushover. Something about locking a guy's head and leg up in the same arm while I smack the back of his neck makes them embarrassed... I don't get it.
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| Originally posted by Abercrombie Because chick fight involves pulling hair (grabbing something and holding on to it for dear life), and using nails (like claws). |
my last fight was at a wedding i believe. havent fought since I dunno i guess i was 22 or 23.
I always seem to get into fights against groups of people. Rod Rico is usually there to witness them lol.
most memorable was probably at club 107, too much to type. amazing fight though from in the club to the club getting shut down to outside the club, to my friend jumping through a car window of one of the guys we were fighting and squeeling down eglingtopn west feet sticking out the car lacing punches into the passengers and the driver. good times.
I figured that high school would be the #1 answer by a wide margin. For most of us, that's the last time when we were forced to remain in the company of people we hated or who hated us. In college or, um, adulthood, it's easier to just walk away.
For my stories, there are three that stand out in my mind. In every case, I didn't start the fight, but I did egg them on.
The first was in high school, grade 10 I think. There was a group of 3 or 4 douches that always gave me shit. One time we were waiting at a bus stop and one of them, skinny guy about my build, started up with a bunch of "homo" related jokes (all-boys school, so you have to understand, we took these things seriously), and wouldn't shut up for a good 5 minutes even though I was completely ignoring him, which is what I normally did. I finally snapped back at him with something along the lines of, "Look dude, it's not my fault that you're about to fail your second year in a row because you've got shit for brains and spend all your time smoking pot and trying to jack off your pencil dick."
Well, that seemed to hit a nerve, probably because it was true, but I wasn't expecting a fight, so the bastard got the jump on me - while I still had my stupid sport coat and backpack on. There was a bit of a struggle but it was over pretty quickly with a headlock and several punches. Yep, I got schooled.
The second was also in high school, a year later, with this short, scrappy Chinese kid, and when I say scrappy I mean he was actually reminiscent of Scrappy Doo. Way too big for his britches, he was giving me crap over something completely idiotic (something to do with the colour of my Discman I think, lol), I made a rebuttal concerning the size of his organ and asked how long it takes Chinese kids to reach puberty. I fully expected him to blow up, so I was ready, but the thing was, this happened IN CLASS, and not just any class, but shop, which was this tiny room with several large power tools, and we were right in the middle of a crowd of other students and two feet away from the teacher.
The actual fight was sort of like those cartoon fights where the tall guy (me) has his hand on the short guy's forehead, and the shorty is trying to run forward while blindly punching air. It was a little less one-sided than that, but pretty close, I just kept shoving him back and he couldn't land a punch. They broke it up after about half a minute (or so it seemed) and we both had to do hard time after school for a few days.
The last one was in my 3rd year of university at a Kingston bar, I think Stages. Details are hazy because I was incredibly drunk (I had just turned 19 and was new to this scene), but I had lost track of my sort-of friend, wasn't getting any action, and was alternating between bored and pissed off, and I chose to vent by giving shit to random strangers. One townie told me to get out of his way and pushed me to the side, I pushed back, pushing turned to shoving, shoving turned to fists, and you all know the rest. The bouncers did not break this up (do they even have bouncers inside those bars?), but we were both far too gone to inflict any serious damage. Eventually I tripped him, then turned around to walk away and tripped over my own feet, which gave everyone a good laugh and that was pretty much the end of it as far as I remember.
That was the last time I was in a real fight, about 7 years ago. So I have to agree that learning to avoid fights is part of growing up, but with several of the stories here, I think you could argue that it was justified. Some people have bad luck and run into other people who are looking for a fight and won't take no for an answer, and you've gotta defend yourself. Fortunately it hasn't happened to me.
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| Originally posted by DigiNut all-boys school |
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| Originally posted by VDub nuff said... |
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| Originally posted by DigiNut Says the one with a signature about "internet balls" and a pussy avatar. I love the irony. |
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| Originally posted by English Rachel I've fought. A couple of times. |
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| Originally posted by DigiNut Says the one with a signature about "internet balls" and a pussy avatar. I love the irony. |
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