Have you ever been in a fight?

I'm a short bitch, but I am pure firey. I won't ever start a fight, but you can be sure that i'll never walk away from one.

I would rather get my face knocked into last year, than show some scumbag that they frightened me.

They can break my bones but they'll never break my spirit.

The last fight I was in would have been last summer(09). Some tramp had hit me with a bottle and I 6 months pregnant (unprovoked, she was drunk as it was the leaving cert results night, and i was stone cold sober. she decided to lamp me with a bottle because she didnt want to wait in line for a free toilet cubicle). Met her out the following summer and enjoyed rubbing her face in the ground. She didn't even remember who I was. :rolleyes:

Worst one I got into was in school. In 6th year, these 3 "right funny wans" thought they were hilarious, and decided they would pick on me. Probably because I was smaller than them (8 inches shorter than the tallest one!)
They had broken into my locker and had stolen my stuff. They had text a freak from the boys school using my name to send obscene messages for weeks before I found out about them. They never "bullied" me to my face.

The morning after my locker was broken into, and my stuff stolen, I was walking down the corridor to class, and one of them started laughing and asked me if i had found my stuff. I dropped my school bag, walked back and laid into her. I punched her in the face, and went to land a second one, but she moved and my fist went into the lockers. Nevertheless, I was no quitter, and went about choking her, despite my wrist bone being chipped. My art teacher pulled me off her and my PE teacher had to take me to a+e for an xray. I was suspended for that too.

She wasn't long about leaving me alone after that.

I was in Oakland, California a couple of years back. Hopped onto a bus and sat near the back. Some guy asked me would I like to have my shoes shined, I replied "How much for a spit shine" and then he got thick with me for some reason. He started accusing me of being a racist.
Anyways we squared up, I ended up going to the front of the bus to avoid a fight. People were heckling me and some old woman tried to calm the situation down. The guy in question wasn't having it though, I mouthed off to him and then he got up and went for me. Anyways that was it, I got up and slapped the *hit out of him. I heard the guy had to have the amblamps called because he was leaking blood. Also, some bit*h nicked my bag :mad:

Stupidest fight I've ever had was last (2010) March. It was with a concrete wall. Broke all the knuckles in my right hand after punching it. The old man watched me do it and nearly went for me himself. Still brings it up to this day whenever he wants a slagging match. I tried to claim that my fist print was on the wall for a while too. :rolleyes:

Fight I'm least proud of was with a former best mate NYE 2010. Friendship was on the rocks to say the least, but it completely spiralled out of control that night. Our entire group of friends was out in Waterford. D turns to his ex and says some sarky comment that made her burst into tears. I told him to grow up, to which he replied it was none of my business (he was right). Words were exchanged and it all got over heated. I grabbed him round the throat and hit him a clean punch to the jaw. (Not trying to be a hero here btw). He hit the deck. I can't even claim I was locked because I left before the bouncers even had the chance to kick me out. Completely my fault and lost a good mate over it. He had some dental expenses as a result and wouldn't let me cover them either.

Only fight I'm glad I got involved in is one where I got my ass handed to me in Temple Bar trying to stop three guys kicking someone on the floor. I'd like to say I took two of them out and the third hit me a sucker punch :rolleyes: but I don't remember. Woke up the next day in my bed with a broken nose and covered in blood from the night before. A mate of mine had found me sitting on the street completely incoherent and covered in blood, and brought me home. Later found out that your man wasn't too badly injured and that the lads got bored of using me as a punching bag and f*ed off. I reckon a broken nose and a ruined shirt was alright price to stop someone being kicked to death. Hope the guy would do it for me too.

Once got punched from behind by a guy who was covered in IRA tatooes outside doyles. Wasn't worth the hassle of retaliation.

Not sure I agree with the view that being a big guy ensures you don't get hassle, rather the opposite. I'm 6'2 and about eighteen stone. It's not all muscle but it's certainly not all fat either. I often get so called hard men looking to prove a point in pubs and clubs by 'taking the big guy out'. It's lose lose and always ruins a night. If you ignore them, their dicks get bigger and they aggrevate you more, if you deck them you're a pr*ck for picking on someone smaller than you.

Yeah a few times.

Last fight was 5 year ago a fellow gave it the old verbals i told him to **** off he loafed me and told me he was going to stab me and i punished him, funny thing was the bouncer span us both out of the shop quick as lightning and did nothing else. He certainly didn't intervene to protect the kid. I feel guilty because I don't know for certain that he had a knife and he got too much of a beating.

Funniest was I was working in a shop this lad called me a paki (stereotypical) I jumped the counter and started hitting him. He legged it and I let him.

This type of thread draws out a lot of fantasists and braggarts, the reality is that the margins of ''winning'' or ''losing'' in these situations are ridiculously slim, remember that young lad the champion kick boxer in Dundalk who was killed recently.

All it takes is your head to hit the kerb, or a blow to strike you in a certain way on the temple or jaw to render you dead or good as, and no one has eyes in the back of their head and only one pair of arms and legs regardless of your size, loudness of your voice, martial arts expertise, years spent in the Defence Forces etc.

Only fight if you have to, to defend life, limb or family, if not necessary walk away and live to see your grandchildren.

msthe80s wrote: »

I'm a lady, you see, and most ladies don't get into physical fights.
However.

This girl in secondary school took my chair one day, and I slapped her hard across the face.

Felt good.
Showed her not to take my chair.

Bitch.

lol you go girl!

one fight.in secondary school and i lost when he got me in a headlock and i surrendered.most of the school were watching.jeez

im not a fan of fighting tbh.

Storminateacup wrote: »

The last fight I was in would have been last summer(09)

But its 2011, holy sh*t, they really did knock you into last year:eek:

steddyeddy wrote: »

Used to be bullied in school until I took up weight lifting and boxing, later I took up sprinting. The latter probraly served as better protection during anyfight. Another problem I had is when I started to get bulked up ( I was never huge) people would pick fights with me just to prove a point to themselves. In all honest if the odds were stacked agisnt me I would have no problem using a weapon to even up the odds.

Ok, good stuff.