Fenian420

Yea its true though, Like said Im 5' 6" or hopefully 7" now (thats on my doctors record, last i check im actually 5'5") but yea, all throughout middle school I had every single kid scared s**tless about me. No one ever wanted to fight me, but now its all real different too, busters and fake a** gangsters wanna try and prove themselves.. Type of cats that would blast you instead of man up but dont got any burners to use.

But yea I've gotten in 1 knife fight that was pretty crucial, got scars from that one.. Was in 8th grade too, Some random guy walked up trying to impress his girl, (I never back down unless guys like 6'6" or higher then I get a friend of equal size to fight for me) we square up and after about 40 seconds its ovbious I got the upper hand, he pulls out a 3 or 4" blade and starts swinging, On last one before fight ended he swung real hard with like a downwards sort of thrust? (off balance type) and I just saw that hole open up and popped him with a right hook to the entire side of his face, he stumbled, went down dropped his knife.. I picked that up and then backed away slowly just making sure he wouldnt follow or anything. But yea i have a2 inch cut on my chest from that fool. Just went to girls house since I was already 3/4 way there and put a towel over it.

War.mongeR1

Dang Ferris! You're my hero! That's a pretty wicked story. Everyone take heed. Ferris' post-fighting tips are really important! A friend of mine who's a cop told me this. If you ever get in a fight, no matter who started it, make sure you're the first one who calls the cops. If YOU initiate the call and admit what happened (and you were defending yourself), then the law will be on your side. Ferris is proof of that. Don't run off if you see the cops coming. So if you totally tore that other guy up, and he tries to take you to court, you should have more leverage this way.

I like to avoid fighting all together. Amazingly, some punks my age still try to pick fights. Last 2 times at a restaurant in San Antonio. There's a club nearby (Planeta Mexico), and when it gets late, the drunken Mexicans come over to this place in droves. I wisely chose to swallow my pride, and walk away in both situations. Good thing too, because I was in the Air Force at the time and would have gotten in trouble both civilian and military wise. It would have been little old me versus like 10 drunk thug wannabes. A lot of people have that gang mentality, where they just think they're sssoooo tough when they have their friends around and feel like picking on the skinny white guy (me) as if they have something to prove. Get those punks alone, and they're a bunch of little chicken-s***;s.

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Atomic Dog

Being little and wiry is definitely an advantage if you can keep from getting hit or grappled.

Also, I can't agree more and have to emphasize the points made here by others...

If you're not ready to kill or die...don't get in scraps over stupid crap.

As for the kid I jacked up, it started out heads up. The kid was trashed and out of his mind...he went for my throat, I hit him with a left square to his chin...he stumbled back...stepped forward...another left to the chin...repeat...this went on for a few minutes. At a certain point I lost my footing in the sand and it went to the ground, when I managed to get on top of him, I was just pounding his face until someone got me off him. I'm sure this is where most of the damage came from. Wasn't one of my finer moments...I'm definitely not proud of it. Losing control is not cool in my book and that's exactly what I did in the end...I lost control.

And as another poster said, this is exactly how it goes these days...fights over silly crap escalate quickly into big seriousness. It's not worth the trouble. If I could go back to that fight, and many others, knowing what I know now I'd have just walked away. Pride isn't worth it.

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TheSkudDestroyer

Never been in a fight. But, HS isnt over unfortunately.

The problem with me getting into a fight is that I'd probably do something terrible. For example, slamming a car door on jackass kids hands that yell at me when I walk home from school.

They're lucky they never caught me at a red light while I was walking home. How many bones are in a hand? How many do you think would be BROKEN?

Yeah, I'll avoid fighting for as long as I live.

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sordavie

I'm 27 and I've never been in a fight. I've never even been in a flee or fight situation. What do you guys do to get in to so many fights?

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Atomic Dog

I don't know if it's what I do or how I was conditioned growing up. I came out of a hard neighborhood where life could be brutal on the best days. That kind of thinking is hard to shake even after having lived in the country for so many years...though these country boys like fighting even more than I do.

And I'm sure excessive drinking has a little something to do with it too.

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Fenian420

Yea, for me its just living in the city.. Doesnt really even matter where you live but me and my homeboys if one gets jumped we find the guy and his whole crew and go after them to the point where we make the others call uncle and ignore that the whole thing ever happened. It's not a gang or anything like that but more of just a socially united people all across Seattle (West, Southend, Aurora, White Center and South Park for any been to Seattle) So far things have never escalated to violence beyond fist fights and just brawling in the night but some of my friends did get a gun pulled on them (kid that had the revolver just some rich kid in town for one day with his cousin that starts a whole bunch of BS, soft kids though, wouldnt pull the trigger even if their girl was getting raped by a crackhead).

INSUNABULA

I've never actually been in a fight before, hope my luck doesn't run out.

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Razcsak

There's a reason I ran cross-country for my high school and still continue to run in my free time. Screw fighting and screw pride, I'm getting out of dodge if in any way feasible. Fighting's for sissies who can't run.

edit: I've never been in a situation where this choice was offered to me. I will never understand how people get in so many fights.

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Elwenil

Sometimes it's for fun. Think of it as a video game where the stakes are real. Other times it's just poor judgement that gets you in a situation where someone feels you need a beating. Still it can also be against other people who use poor judgement and because of their ego, influence of alcohol or drugs, or maybe just peer pressure, they refuse to back down and the only message they will listen too involves them getting knocked off their horse.

I don't advocate violence as a hobby or anything, but point blank, fighting is a fact of life. You can choose not to fight, but 9 times out of 10, you will eventually become a victim of some sort if no one fights for you. I prefer to fight my own battles, myself. I've gotten in fights because I was an idiot and ran my mouth, and I've gotten in fights because some lunatic just wanted to pick a fight with someone/anyone, and I have had the ultimate pleasure of beating down a guy who I observed hitting his wife. I have gotten in trouble over fights but for the most part have left that part of my life behind in my teens and 20s.

Some fights are short and really mean nothing. I once got in a fight with the father of my then girlfriend. It was shortly after my mother passed away and he made some rude comments about her in an effort to make me want to break up with his daughter. The word exchange went to threats and when I called his bluff in front of his neighbors, he came out in the street to face me. I told him basically if he wanted to fight, throw the first punch, otherwise back down and go back in the house and to keep his mouth shut. Instead, he kicked me in the shin. Like a 3rd grader or something. I made a wide swing at his head to get around his arm, he ducked a little and I clocked him in the side of his head over his ear. It apparently rattled his head a bit as he stumbled back and blinked at me. I was ready to step in and put my weight behind another punch, but he backed down and told me to just go. I did, and that was the end of it. We avoid each other now and things are cool that way. He avoids me since he no longer sees me as a victim and someone who will let him have power over me, and I avoid him because there is no real point in pursuing the matter since he basically ignores my existence, which is fine with me.

So not all fights are some brutal brawl where people go to the hospital. Sometimes it's a face off and a test of one another's resolve for the issue at hand. The things that scare me are all the cowards who can't be a man and say "hey, I was wrong, I went to far and I got beaten down." They go and grab a gun, or a knife, or a bunch of friends wielding baseball bats. The trick is to avoid fights if possible, choose which fights are worth it, and know when it's time to run away and fight another day. And yes, you can get in serious trouble with the law. Around here the rule isn't who calls the cops first, it's anyone involved gets arrested and they let the courts sort it out who almost always convict everyone since it's easy revenue for all the fines. I myself have at least two A&Bs and have been charged with felony malicious wounding. That charge was reduced and resulted from a guy 3 times my size showing up on my front lawn because his wife lied to him and told him she was cheating on him with me. I have no idea what sparked that, but anyway he showed up with a can of mace with the intent to mace me, and then beat me to death. It was the only time I have ever been in fear of my life. Being blinded and pummeled by some rather large guy isn't how I want to go out. He ended up losing heart for the idea and had to go to the hospital to get a 130 stitches and staples to put a flap of his arm back together. At that point, when I thought I would not survive that unprovoked attack, I went for broke and there ended up being a broadsword involved. Still, even after that, he beat me unconscious before leaving because the cops said "he was worried he was going to bleed to death." It's not all quite as heroic in the details, but that's the gist of it. I still ended up serving 15 days for that in a plea bargain to keep a felony off my record as well as part of my sinus cavity crushed, a broken nose, and my skull fractured in two places. The judge, who later became somewhat of a friend told me years later that I should have argued my case and I probably would have gotten off since I was in fear of my life and the unprovoked attack happened in my front yard. Such is life. I think it turned out well since I now have the reputation of being a complete lunatic and no one has tried to fight with me since. There is something to be said about people thinking you are crazy and avoiding fights, as I think Ferris posted already.

I guess my point is fight when you have to, fight dirty and fight to win, but whenever you have the chance to end it, back off. It's up to you to judge if you are giving the opponent the chance to leave or if you are opening yourself up to further attack. If you feel your life is in danger, fight like a wild animal with everything you've got and everything you can get your hands on until the enemy is unconscious, dead or someone breaks it up.

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_Romulus_

How do I fight? Well, most HS kids are intimidated by a shaved head and a military kid background, along with the fact that I take any kind of fight extremely seriously and attempt to make it clear that if I am forced to fight, I don't mess around with giving out bruises. So I've never gotten into a fight in school. Outside of school here, it's not a laughing matter. I'll do everything I can to make sure I'm not hauled into the back of a van and carted off into the boonies for the next three years, or stabbed for my cell phone(Either can and will become reality if you aren't cautious and capable ).

EDIT: Ferris and I think exactly the same on this, except I'm one of those bigger guys, and use that to my advantage.

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Sir-Nerd

I'm 5' 6", lean (not bone skinny), and as nerdy as can be. I have the temper of my father (if you can spark it) and am know of being a complete lunatic in school. More than a few school bully's have had an elbow to the side of the jaw because of my temper (I have elbows and strong shoulder )

I've trained in marshal arts for 10 years ,Tae Kwon Do and Hap Ki Do, the latter being the kind in which you learn to kill people by striking specific point on the body. I also do Mixed Martial Arts Training and grappling. I've trained with guys around a foot taller than me and around 150 pounds heavier so i know how to take a beating. In class, we occasionally get the cocky 16 teenagers that thinks he's all that and gets paired up with me and starts beating on me. We have gloves and pads but i get pissed and he gets hurt. I've hit a guy so hard he couldn't walk or move for 3 days.

My father told me of when he was my age he was at a dock trying to pull a boat to dock (he lived on a lake). A kid was throwing rocks at him and wouldn't stop. So my father cuped his fist and slammed it sideways into the guys temple and left him knocked out floating in the water.

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War.mongeR1

I've never been one to pick a fight. I'm personally very passive and let people get away with a lot. Sometimes, there are just jerks in life. I grew up in San Antonio, where over all people are pretty cool, but there can be a lot reverse racism. I went to a middle school where I was one of only a handful of white kids, so I'd get picked on sometimes pretty harsh for skin tone alone. I finally had enough, and in the locker room sucker punched this one kid in the gut, then as he keeled over, got him pretty good in the face and slammed him up against my locker. We got sent to the principles and did that whole bit, but after that he was actually kind of nice to me, and his friends stopped messing with me. The violence stopped until I was actually out of high school and sometimes complete strangers would try to pick fights with me. I don't get it. I think I was just the wrong color in the wrong place at the wrong time, even though these punks were in MY side of town. It's just that they decided to stick a club on the opposite side of town from where these guys are even from. I haven't gotten involved, but it can be hard to be the mature one.

The last time was a couple of years ago when some punk I never saw before slammed his foot on mine and did the whole bump his chest on mine bit. I actually had the maturity to say "Excuse Me," even though HE was the one at fault here. He says, "What the f***, man?" And shoved me. It took all my strength to just walk away from that. Some people are just di**s and really deserve a beat-down, but sadly people like me constantly let these jerks get away with acting like this to strangers. It is wise to avoid confrontations, though, if you can help it.

Here's 1 good reason to avoid fighting if you can. Too many people use Mexican Judo: "Judo know eef I gotta knife. And judo know eef I gotta gun."

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TheSkudDestroyer

Oh yeah. Going from my long hair to a shaved head scares the crap out of kids.

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_Romulus_

Problem for me is, it tends to scare the ladies a bit too.

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War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
- John Stuart Mill