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Ever fought before?
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In 5th grade a kid came up to me and threw a ball at my head really hard, so I punched him straight in the face and I got in trouble.
First fight I just brought a fuckin' uzi to his face. He shit himself and ran, little did he know, it was a water gun.
Being beaten when I was younger toughened me up a lot.
I have two cousins that are like brothers to me who whooped my ass a lot too. Those same cousins began training with my uncle and his friend (who was a world champ) in Muay Thai when they were like 5 and 6. They eventually taught me how to scrap through ass whoopings.
Those same cousins who used to beat me to a pulp are now afraid to go toe to toe with me.
I suppose I have a problem with my temper once in awhile, and for that reason, I pity the next fool who tries to take a swing at me... no, I really do.
I haven't had a real scrap in a couple of years now, but I did backyard box a guy who I consider a friend last year behind the school. I was grade 10, 16, 6'0, 195lbs and he was grade 12, 18, 6'4, 255lbs. His nickname is Grizzy, he's that fucking big. We were wearing 16oz gloves. Neither of us are fat.
He threw everything at me but the kitchen sink, and was landing hard fuckin' shots but I wouldn't go down. I landed fewer shots than he did, despite having a speed advantage I couldn't get inside his reach and kept getting clocked on the way in (and just clocked period). I probably landed about 1 shot for every 4 or 5 he landed, but I was fine after, and he was bleeding out of his nose and mouth.
He later told me he thought I was winning and that he thought I broke his nose. He won by out striking me, but gassed and took his gloves off saying "fuck this" before I was ready to call a quits.
Really sucked, cause my whole strategy was to sort of "rope-a-dope" and wait for him to gas. I had no illusions, I couldn't stand and trade with a guy who had 4 inches of height, more reach, and 60lbs, and 2 years of age as a teen on me.
In the end that's exactly what I did anyways, stood and traded. I feel I can argue that despite landing way fewer shots, I did more damage.
But I guess you could say I lost that one. I don't feel like I really lost though, I just ran out of time. I was still good to go another 10 minutes if I had to.
Oh well, whatever.
I remember the last time me and one of my cousins had to fight some kids. We had an 8/9 split PE class when we attended the same school. We were in PE out on the field when our friend was being pushed by some asshole who wanted to try and beef him or something. I ran up to try and stop them from fighting, and as I'm pointing my finger at this kid while standing in between him and my friend, telling him to chill the fuck out etc, one of his dumb fucking buddies came up behind me and yanked on my silver chain. It has a lot of sentimental value to me (I'm wearing it as I type this) and he snapped the fucking clasp like a twig.
As I turned around to see who the fuck just snapped my chain, I saw this fucking mongoloid standing there with my favourite chain dangling in his right hand. I knew it was on purpose, because we were standing there picking teams and weren't playing any sport yet.
He then had the fucking audacity to punch me in the face.
I grabbed his right wrist with my left hand so to not lose track of the chain, and I dropped him onto his ass with one punch. I then booted him in the face pretty hard (not as hard as I could to avoid permanent damage). All while holding his wrist, which seems funny now looking back.
Anyways, I pulled my chain out of his relatively limp hand (or maybe he knew to give it back to avoid worse punishment, IDK).
As I was standing there examining the thing in the sunlight looking like a fucking moron, I got speared from behind by the retard who was beefing my friend. So this lard ass sits on me and holds me down as two other members of the mongoloid crew run up and started feeding me hammerfists to the face.
As I was sitting there freaking out trying to figure out why my friend wasn't helping me, yelling random shit like "YOU FUCKING GOOOOOFS!" I realized he was then fighting the guy who I had just finished booting in the face. I was then thinking to myself "I fucking knew I should have booted that prick harder!". As I was finally about to get that lard ass off of me and go to town on the guys who were punching me, my cousin ran up out of nowhere and shoved the two guys throwing punches and RIPPED this lard ass off of me.
Then, as if on cue, my cousin jumped on top of that fat ass and started beating the fuck out of him. He left me the other two assholes to deal with, which pissed me off at the time, but I'm glad about now.
The first kid, I punched once and then clinched with, delivering some vicious knees to the head that left him on his back bleeding from his gums and nose.
As his other buddy ran up and punched me in the side of the head, I grabbed his shirt by the collar with my left hand. He did the same to me. We started feeding each other shots like a hockey fight, and I could feel him getting dizzy as I was gradually holding up more and more of his weight with my left hand. Eventually I damaged one of my knuckles hitting him in the center of the forehead. So I started throwing right elbows, and he fell backward so I stood over top of him. I released my grip with my left hand, and got ontop of him and started throwing left hands and right elbows non stop. The kid was out cold and it took my cousin and two or three other guys in our gym class to get my attention and pull me off of him.
I found out later that my friend who I tried to prevent from having a fight got knocked out after I got speared. My cousin knocked the other two guys out.
Anyways, our gym teacher was off with a peer tutor getting the equipment to play field lacrosse or something, and when he got back boy were we in shit. After it was all said and done and we spoke with the principals, my friend was not suspended. I was not in trouble because I fought back in self defense, and it turned out my cousin didn't throw the first punch at the guys he was fighting either. Me and my cousin were given one day suspensions based soley on the fact that we fucked those kids up so bad. The guys who's asses we kicked were all given 1 week suspensions for initiating the fight. One of them didn't show up again for two weeks, and when he did, his face was still pretty fucked up.
I have two cousins that are like brothers to me who whooped my ass a lot too. Those same cousins began training with my uncle and his friend (who was a world champ) in Muay Thai when they were like 5 and 6. They eventually taught me how to scrap through ass whoopings.
Those same cousins who used to beat me to a pulp are now afraid to go toe to toe with me.
I suppose I have a problem with my temper once in awhile, and for that reason, I pity the next fool who tries to take a swing at me... no, I really do.
I haven't had a real scrap in a couple of years now, but I did backyard box a guy who I consider a friend last year behind the school. I was grade 10, 16, 6'0, 195lbs and he was grade 12, 18, 6'4, 255lbs. His nickname is Grizzy, he's that fucking big. We were wearing 16oz gloves. Neither of us are fat.
He threw everything at me but the kitchen sink, and was landing hard fuckin' shots but I wouldn't go down. I landed fewer shots than he did, despite having a speed advantage I couldn't get inside his reach and kept getting clocked on the way in (and just clocked period). I probably landed about 1 shot for every 4 or 5 he landed, but I was fine after, and he was bleeding out of his nose and mouth.
He later told me he thought I was winning and that he thought I broke his nose. He won by out striking me, but gassed and took his gloves off saying "fuck this" before I was ready to call a quits.
Really sucked, cause my whole strategy was to sort of "rope-a-dope" and wait for him to gas. I had no illusions, I couldn't stand and trade with a guy who had 4 inches of height, more reach, and 60lbs, and 2 years of age as a teen on me.
In the end that's exactly what I did anyways, stood and traded. I feel I can argue that despite landing way fewer shots, I did more damage.
But I guess you could say I lost that one. I don't feel like I really lost though, I just ran out of time. I was still good to go another 10 minutes if I had to.
Oh well, whatever.
I remember the last time me and one of my cousins had to fight some kids. We had an 8/9 split PE class when we attended the same school. We were in PE out on the field when our friend was being pushed by some asshole who wanted to try and beef him or something. I ran up to try and stop them from fighting, and as I'm pointing my finger at this kid while standing in between him and my friend, telling him to chill the fuck out etc, one of his dumb fucking buddies came up behind me and yanked on my silver chain. It has a lot of sentimental value to me (I'm wearing it as I type this) and he snapped the fucking clasp like a twig.
As I turned around to see who the fuck just snapped my chain, I saw this fucking mongoloid standing there with my favourite chain dangling in his right hand. I knew it was on purpose, because we were standing there picking teams and weren't playing any sport yet.
He then had the fucking audacity to punch me in the face.
I grabbed his right wrist with my left hand so to not lose track of the chain, and I dropped him onto his ass with one punch. I then booted him in the face pretty hard (not as hard as I could to avoid permanent damage). All while holding his wrist, which seems funny now looking back.
Anyways, I pulled my chain out of his relatively limp hand (or maybe he knew to give it back to avoid worse punishment, IDK).
As I was standing there examining the thing in the sunlight looking like a fucking moron, I got speared from behind by the retard who was beefing my friend. So this lard ass sits on me and holds me down as two other members of the mongoloid crew run up and started feeding me hammerfists to the face.
As I was sitting there freaking out trying to figure out why my friend wasn't helping me, yelling random shit like "YOU FUCKING GOOOOOFS!" I realized he was then fighting the guy who I had just finished booting in the face. I was then thinking to myself "I fucking knew I should have booted that prick harder!". As I was finally about to get that lard ass off of me and go to town on the guys who were punching me, my cousin ran up out of nowhere and shoved the two guys throwing punches and RIPPED this lard ass off of me.
Then, as if on cue, my cousin jumped on top of that fat ass and started beating the fuck out of him. He left me the other two assholes to deal with, which pissed me off at the time, but I'm glad about now.
The first kid, I punched once and then clinched with, delivering some vicious knees to the head that left him on his back bleeding from his gums and nose.
As his other buddy ran up and punched me in the side of the head, I grabbed his shirt by the collar with my left hand. He did the same to me. We started feeding each other shots like a hockey fight, and I could feel him getting dizzy as I was gradually holding up more and more of his weight with my left hand. Eventually I damaged one of my knuckles hitting him in the center of the forehead. So I started throwing right elbows, and he fell backward so I stood over top of him. I released my grip with my left hand, and got ontop of him and started throwing left hands and right elbows non stop. The kid was out cold and it took my cousin and two or three other guys in our gym class to get my attention and pull me off of him.
I found out later that my friend who I tried to prevent from having a fight got knocked out after I got speared. My cousin knocked the other two guys out.
Anyways, our gym teacher was off with a peer tutor getting the equipment to play field lacrosse or something, and when he got back boy were we in shit. After it was all said and done and we spoke with the principals, my friend was not suspended. I was not in trouble because I fought back in self defense, and it turned out my cousin didn't throw the first punch at the guys he was fighting either. Me and my cousin were given one day suspensions based soley on the fact that we fucked those kids up so bad. The guys who's asses we kicked were all given 1 week suspensions for initiating the fight. One of them didn't show up again for two weeks, and when he did, his face was still pretty fucked up.
Man, i get in fights every once and a while my first fight i was pretty scarred then the guy who was like 2inches taller thaan me drew off and punched my nose in. then i went ballistic and gave him a haymaker flat in the face. 1 punch ko.!
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