St._Andalou wrote: » I was out walking recently in Dublin city centre just after dark. I was on the phone to a friend, just chatting about random crap. I stopped at the pavement, waiting for the cars to stop so I could cross. There were two people standing right beside me. One of them was really loud, shouting things at random people. It was a really narrow road and one of the cars that was coming along swerved randomly and came a little too close to the pavemeny for comfort. I joked with my friend that I nearly got run over. Suddenly one of the people who was standing beside me (the loud one) turns and says, "What the f**k did you say?" He was average height, but kind of massive, and had a shaved head. He had one of those irritating Cockney English accents, someone who thinks of himself as a real "geezah". He kind of looked like an uglier version of Ross Kemp. He said, "What the f**k did you say?" a couple more times. I just replied I wasn't talking to you. He started firing insults, and when I crossed the road he just said, "Yeah, keep walking". He had an Irish guy with him who laughed very theatrically but it was obvious he was uncomfortable. I'm more angry with myself for not shouting something back, but he could easily have kicked the crap into me. I'm normally a calm person but I just wanted to shout every type of anti-English insult at him that I could muster. He really was the worst breed of Englishman -- the loud, shaved headed, thinks he tough, east-end London type of idiot. What possible sort of pleasure can be got from picking on random people on the street for no reason whatsoever? He wasn't even drunk. Anyway, why don't we share stories of encounters that bugged us? It's always better to vent.
mathie wrote: » Anyway they pulled a gun on us. Now I'm not sure if it was loaded or real but I absolutely froze. Not my wife. The guy tried to grab her handbag. She pulled her bag off him and pushed him away. I was still standing there like the total opposite of what you'd imagine yourself in those situations.
genericguy wrote: » jesus fcuking christ. i have the impression that your father is either in prison, or died in a pub brawl based on an attitude like that. where do you get the impression that a garda would batter you for making a report of trouble? i wouldn't care less if you were 6'2", i'm not a big guy myself but I'm certain that I could beat most men in a hand-to-hand scrap - this, however does not mean that I take every insult/shout/threat that I receive in my life as a reason to enter into a fight. i'd contend that a huge number of the stabbing victims in this country were 'real men' like yourself who have massive insecurities and a chip on their shoulder. And 'the straightener way of life'? ffs, get a grip, you sound like a fcuking tool. and 'people carrying shanks'? where to do you live, fcuking san quentin?
Pdfile wrote: » @MrStuffins to answer your question once and for all - no im not steven seagal, but im a part of a dying bread. Im a man.
Brendog wrote: » I was on the phone to my mate at a bus stop last wednesday. There were 3 knacker girls waiting for the bus too doing the usual "howiya" crap at the top of their lungs. They starting messing telling me their friend wanted "a ride" off me. I just ignored them. Then this junkie looking character tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and he started threatening to stab me saying I kissed his girlfriend. I tried to explain that I hadn't a clue what he was on about.....appearantly his girlfriend was the knacker girl who wanted "a ride". he kept saying I'll ****ing stab ya. He threw his arm towards me and I grabbed him, spun him around and slammed him against the bus stop. I pushed him away and he fell flat on the path. When his hood fell down he was crying and I could see he was only about 13. god be with the days you could be guranteed getting threatened by someone your own age......
Pdfile wrote: » so... basically you and the OP bottled it ?? jasus.... you know all these wolly bullys just need a good hammering, give it to them, for every tough guy, theirs an even tougher one... if its not you but you still give him a good go, he'll get up and shake your hand, if not... Do as needs must. :rolleyes:
Pdfile wrote: » im a part of a dying bread. Im a man.
Pdfile wrote: » Im a man.
Sean Quagmire wrote: » http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0000CF348.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg
Pdfile wrote: » no, im not steven Seagal, i just listened when my daddy said " back down and they'll press the offencive, a scars a scab, slaggings last longer " the only time i did back down ive yet to live it down and being 6'2 and an adverage build you'd think im mike tyson... but i dont need to be, you wouldn't believe the amount of 1-3 punch knockouts i handed down and to tbh ive been handed myself, theirs two sides to a coin as we all know, i prefare the shiney side. my best mates a big fat rubgy head, the typical biggest guy in the room, every hard mans target and he Always backs down not outha manners, but he just simpley doesn't like fighting and Cannot go out without someone calling him a varitiy of names; all degrading - i refuse to have my life like that. i only wish i got into that MMA/UFC craic before it got ruined by all the wannabe's ( you know the type... 8-10 lessons, taking onthe world... finish the career they never even had on a 0-1 basis ) BOT: im out most fridays and saturdays and though towns Alot quieter then it used to be, theirs still the odd fight. im happy enough to sit back and watch as boys tear the heads off each other for whatever reason ( and girls for that matter.... Meeeeeeeow ) and its not even the fact that it well and throughly makes you look like an eejit, but that a fair few people a carrying shanks and all sorts of weaponry, let alone glass bottles and such. ive always been a strong believer in the Straightener way of life.... if two people are gonna fight, let them have at it, but even that can neevr happen as one sides mates get involved, then the others then its all holy murder, which is the sadest part, everyone goes out to have a good time, not to have lumps kicked outha ya by some angry gardi cause you disroupted his 2 hour lunch break at the station.@MrStuffins to answer your question once and for all - no im not steven seagal, but im a part of a dying bread. Im a man.
I'd no ideas there was so many tough blokes on AH?
jpb1974 wrote: » Aye... fellas get behind a computer and all of sudden they put on 5 stone, stretch to 6ft 7, no longer require cola bottle for glasses, zits disappear, muscle start to swell and their CVs read "ex-MMA champions", "5 tours to Iraq".
earlyevening wrote: » How many times per second do you say "random"?
AnonoBoy wrote: » Like PDfile I base all my ideas for street fights on Roadhouse - that documentary about the late great Patrick Swayze.
Opinicus wrote: » I got all my best moves from that doc. Knee-kicks FTW!
St._Andalou wrote: » He really was the worst breed of Englishman -- the loud, shaved headed, thinks he tough, east-end London type of idiot.
nacho libre wrote: » i remember walking up whitworth road recently and some ning nongs on the canal decided to start lobbing rocks at me. fortunately for me they all missed. i was told afterwards that the people who hang out there are the kind that can't even get into the dodgy pubs...
bonerm wrote: » I'd no ideas there was so many tough blokes on AH? I think we should all get together and start a vigilante group to clean up the streets! Watch out scumbags, your days are numbered! :mad:
stupidusername wrote: » What are ning nongs? if you mean nig nogs, I get it, if not I don't...
