sjmvsfscs08;1121122 wrote: 1-0 in street fights.

pnhasbeen;1117485 wrote:I have a large fighting side. Broken a lot up. Didn't even throw a punch in a few. Instigated a lot.

This kid was drunk and talking ****. They were holding him down, trying to keep him calm. I was sitting in a chair across the room laughing my ass off. I then started barking at him and he was like a caged dog. They let him go, he charged, I met him halfway with a power double. Broke a table. I got up and left, laughing.

Another time, this freshmen was talking about being all-county in high school. He's just a little guy. I then politely (ha) informed him how if your claim to high school fame was being all-county, then you're a waste of my time and to get out of my airspace (literally said that). He punched me, I threw him across the room onto the couch. Sucker punch and he hit my ear. So sad.

Another guy, after some mouthing between us, was walking away and I gave my classic "yeah I'd walk away too." He turned around, I said "I'm here if you want to try your luck."

Moral of the story: I talk a lot of **** and can only back up some of it.

Drums of War;1121212 wrote:Bounced in college (Main Event, Citi Lounge, Bottle Rocket in Toledo) Main event was exactly that, a series of fights every night that usually ended in a big one at the end of the night. Best thing I ever saw was someone dancing on the top of one of our guy's car during a street fight on Main. Kelley grabbed him and threw him like a Javelin. Guy landed on his face, literally, about on the double yellow. Oh how I wish I had a video. The ammount of air that guy got was amazing. I actually started keeping thick leather gloves in my pocket because I got tired of my hands getting cut up as the jack knobs tried to use bottles. Worst injury was having a metal barstool broken right over my forehead. It was compounded that I tore a muscle between my ribs as I threw him through a table before I blacked out. Adrenaline is an amazing thing.

1_beast;1121249 wrote:Ohio Chatter...Where the members have perfect ACT's, are millionaire's, run 4.3 40's, don't put A-1 on their steaks, teachers hook up with students and everyone's a badass!

McFly1955;1121253 wrote:FYP.

Speedofsand;1121054 wrote:I was a prison officer for 6 years. 2nd week on the job they put me in Unit 3 with the murderers. Went in the block alone with 24 inmates, 12 were locked in their cells. Let one out for a shower & phone call and he refused to cooperate. I squared off and threw him on the floor. I was trained well by a Marine black belt who later trained guys at Quantico in fighting and firearms. I got an expert marksman pin my first try.
My favorite time was a jit wearing his pants too low in front of my female partner. After being told twice, I went into the block to straighten him out. He came off the wall and I slammed him really good. Took him to seg while he was chicken winged, tip toeing and screaming all the way down the hall past the other blocks.
I had 4 or 5 fights, never even came close to losing. Broke up fights about once a week. One time some black guys jumped an illegal cuban, and the cuban had a long record. He also had a shank razor blade and sliced the sh!t out of a couple of them. He grabbed one in a clench and sliced his back wide open. Over 200 stitches. The pictures in the clinic before they sewed him up were cool.