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Hugh_Bristic · #1

I don't know about you all, but I've always fantasised about playing the hero - stepping in and stopping fights. Sometimes I get so carried away I think the kid will remember me when he wants to shoot up a school, when he wants to bludgeon his family in their sleep, or when he gets old enough to take inventory of his life and remembers that one time he didn't get his ass kicked in a schoolyard. Anyway, I stopped a fourth grade fight today. It was pretty rad.

At 3.03pm I left to pick up my little brother from school. Walking towards the school, I see a scared Mexican boy under the enormous arm of a white kid; he looked like his bitch. Normally, I'd let it slide. So what if the white man wants to kick a few of the pigmented? But something was wrong: there were two more Mexican boys hanging around. Anyone who knows anything knows that more than one Mexican means trouble. I pick up my kid brother and as we're walking home I look back to see they're holding the scared kid by his arms and legs. Some fuckin' "vato" was saying, "I'll punch him first, then you!" I threw down, yo (well, I threw down my kid brother's backpack), and ran up behind the kid who was about to do the punching. I grab his neck and say, "What's the problem boys?" (all stern and country-like) and they say:

"We're just playin' around."

'You hold your friends down and punch 'em for fun? Sounds like no one should be your friend.'

"No really, we're just playing around. (looks to friends) Weren't we?"

'Listen, what's your name? Carlos? Okay, Carlos. I'm gonna be watching you from this moment out. If I even see that you're looking at this kid wrong, I'll follow you home and get you. We don't want mama to know what you're doing after school, do we?'

'No... *mutters something in Mexican speak*'

"Have a good day boys." - And then honest to God, I winked at the feeble kid. I felt like fuckin' John Wayne!

The crux of this story is: Don't fuck with me or I'll squeeze your neck and tell mom! Oh, and I'm cool.

whoreable · #2

thats sweet, I wanna push little kids around too

MrAdventure · #3

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Anyone who knows anything knows that more than one Mexican means trouble.

i fuckin' grew up on that advice, nice to see it's still around.

whoreable · #4

every white boy in texas knows that rule

AChimp · #5

I think that any number of non-white people congregating in one spot spells TROUBLE.

roonTing · #6

I thought you spell Trouble with a T?

Fred. (Tower week is Monday, Airborne!)

Anonymous · #7

was the mexican dressed in all black and carrying a guitar case?

Helm · #8

Once I tried to stop a fight with some younger boys and one of them kicked my ass.

FS · #9

I'm weak and small. I've fantasized about kicking people's asses all my life.

Helm · #10

I'm skinny, weak but angry

I've gotten into more fights than I care to remember. Usually I get my ass kicked and when I am teh victorious I feel so bad about it after that I come around to saying sorry to the person I had the fight with.

The way it feels when you hit people it's disgusting. Most people that enjoy that kind of thing must have the relative empathy of a brick wall.

Nevertheless it's good to get in at least a few fights in your young life (especially if you totally lose and get sent to a hospital or something) so you can aquaint yourself with unrestrained (the key word is unrestrained you goth self-mutilating faggots) physical pain and get on with your life without fearing it at all times. It's not as big a deal as it seems when you're in the fifth grade and the school bully is out for you.

However maybe that's not such good advice for you people in the states because here in greece you can get into a fight over basically anything but it ends when the other guy is down and bleeding whereas the angry thugs in the states will proceed to knife you to death and steal your wallet

glowbelly · #11

Supafly345 · #12

I am a skinny bastard, but I do enjoy fighting. Not just the blows to the other person, but the sensation of someone striking you. It is unique, each one seems to give you energy to strike back.

I don't get into many fights, not for years. But I still remember it. My recent 'bouts with my old man are enough.

glowbelly · #13

hey! DO YOU DRAW YOUR OWN IMAGES?

Hugh_Bristic · #14

I considered what kind of impediment I'd be to this kid (like I said, I fantasise a lot) and I've come to the conclusion that the only time it's acceptable to be held down by 3 guys, only to be punched by 1, is if you've crossed some Scarducci - then you had it comin' to you. God knows I've taken and given my fair share of punches to the face and ribs but that was in the spirit of "true fighting," where it's one-on-one and you choose to fight, versus being bound only to get the shit kicked out of you. Besides, that Carlos kid? Fuckin' crazy. You can see the spark in his beady little black eyes that he's itching for a fight. At least I redirected his aggression towards me; I'm ready for a knifin'.

CaptainBubba · #15

I've never gotten into a real fight before, but I know that if I did I wouldn't be able to control my adrenaline and I'd get all shaky and nervous.

I'm excellent at beating up my heavy bag though.

Les Waste · #16

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Originally Posted by Hugh_Bristic

"We're just playin' around."

'You hold your friends down and punch 'em for fun? Sounds like no one should be your friend.'

L TO THE O TO THE L-O-L

ScruU2wice · #17

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"Have a good day boys." - And then honest to God, I winked at the feeble kid. I felt like fuckin' John Wayne!

the kid probably got his ass beaten when you turned the corner

but you still did a good thing

Helm · #18

Cpt. if you ever are in a position where a fight is almost happening, do yourself a favour and be the guy to throw the first punch. There's nothing more humiliating that somebody faking a punch at you and you reflexively withdrawing spastically like a little girl. If you ever see a move coming, don't wait to see if it's a fake. Beat the head and the body will fall

Just in case.

I feel like the black dude in punch out giving out handjobs.

Geggy · #19

I've only fought one person in my lifetime. I was 6 feet, 180 at the time. I have a long reach. In the beginning of the fight, He pushed me in the fucking face. I proceeded to throw him one punch on the left temple, bam, knocked him out cold. we went out drinking, afterwards.

I've been in a situation when I was about to be beaten down by 5 guys few times. Somehow, I alway talk them out of it cuz they're usually looking for money to steal. That's why I don't carry cash around with me. When they asked me if I had cash on me. I would flash my wallet and show them the pouch. They'd back off, then I run my ass off. I'm a puss.