I physically intimidated a guy half my size, and half my age

Fuck that. Little nerd asked for it. Had I been there, he would have got a mongolian chop to the neck for his trouble.
 
The only question that matters is...who the fuck still uses the word Discotheque?
 
MC Paul Barman said:
Pfft!
That's nothing on my story.





I'm at a bar one night.... just minding my own business... picking on some random guy who has a "State Wrestling Champion" jacket on.
He seems like a nice enough guy, so I go up to him and say "You must think you're pretty tough."
Humbly he replies, "Oh my jacket? Nah, I'm not tough.... some of it was luck." and he starts to chuckle.
I told him how I don't really care for wrestling. But that if I did pursue it I'm sure I could have easily been a state wrestling champion as well.

He says, "Well it takes alot of dedication.... but, i'm sure if you gave it your all you could have done pretty well... who knows, right?"
And I corrected him with, "I know... that's who."
He responds with, "Okay.... I'm not here to argue with you."

I'm getting a bit more drunk... so I asked him if he wanted to learn how to jab.
He says, "here?! Not really. Sorry man.... I'm just here with my girlfriend."

But I don't let him off that easy.
Playfully I get him in a headlock and start giving him a noogie while saying "oooohhh... is the big bad wrestler scared he can't throw a proper jab????"
He pushes me back and says "What's wrong with you!?" and made some plea for me to just leave him alone.

'Sure thing, tough guy' I think to myself as well as say out loud.

He starts whispering something to his girlfriend, he pays the barkeep, and they make their way towards the door.

Now we're outside and he gets all defensive and says, "Stop following me"

Then I reminded him, "But what about that jab I was going to teach you? They don't teach you those things in wrestling, buddy." and lightly push him from behind as he turned away from me.

His girlfriend thought it wise to start speaking up to which I commented, "Keep your mouth shut."

Oddly enough that was what piqued his interest in learning my jab.
So this hot head pushes me in my chest and then has the nerve to tell ME to "calm down and leave".

Now I'm still holding my drink (most of it spilled out when this knucklehead pushed me) so i splash the remainder of it on his coat and face in hopes of cooling this guy down.

Well off comes his coat and he said I went too far.... he's forming up on me to fight.

I throw what can only be described as a perfect uppercut.... but somehow I miss. Next thing I know this wrestler has me up in the air and then down on the ground.
With his left hand he's pushing my head into the ground and telling his girlfriend to call the police (coward). Then he says, "oh my God you stink like alchohol!"

I fake start screaming and crying that my back is hurt and I can't feel my legs.
This look of concern comes across his face and he starts saying, "okay.... calm down, man. I'm sorry.... we'll get someone to help you."
I can feel his hold on my head loosen and then BAM! I catch him with my right. He goes rolling off of me.
I spring to my feet, put my arms up in the air and start chanting "People's Champ! People's Champ!"

Ironically some people who were watching (I'm guessing friends of his) ran in, tackled me, held me down, kicked me alittle, and wait for the police to come.
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Red this at work. I lol’d several times. Thanks
 
MC Paul Barman said:
Pfft!
That's nothing on my story.





I'm at a bar one night.... just minding my own business... picking on some random guy who has a "State Wrestling Champion" jacket on.
He seems like a nice enough guy, so I go up to him and say "You must think you're pretty tough."
Humbly he replies, "Oh my jacket? Nah, I'm not tough.... some of it was luck." and he starts to chuckle.
I told him how I don't really care for wrestling. But that if I did pursue it I'm sure I could have easily been a state wrestling champion as well.

He says, "Well it takes alot of dedication.... but, i'm sure if you gave it your all you could have done pretty well... who knows, right?"
And I corrected him with, "I know... that's who."
He responds with, "Okay.... I'm not here to argue with you."

I'm getting a bit more drunk... so I asked him if he wanted to learn how to jab.
He says, "here?! Not really. Sorry man.... I'm just here with my girlfriend."

But I don't let him off that easy.
Playfully I get him in a headlock and start giving him a noogie while saying "oooohhh... is the big bad wrestler scared he can't throw a proper jab????"
He pushes me back and says "What's wrong with you!?" and made some plea for me to just leave him alone.

'Sure thing, tough guy' I think to myself as well as say out loud.

He starts whispering something to his girlfriend, he pays the barkeep, and they make their way towards the door.

Now we're outside and he gets all defensive and says, "Stop following me"

Then I reminded him, "But what about that jab I was going to teach you? They don't teach you those things in wrestling, buddy." and lightly push him from behind as he turned away from me.

His girlfriend thought it wise to start speaking up to which I commented, "Keep your mouth shut."

Oddly enough that was what piqued his interest in learning my jab.
So this hot head pushes me in my chest and then has the nerve to tell ME to "calm down and leave".

Now I'm still holding my drink (most of it spilled out when this knucklehead pushed me) so i splash the remainder of it on his coat and face in hopes of cooling this guy down.

Well off comes his coat and he said I went too far.... he's forming up on me to fight.

I throw what can only be described as a perfect uppercut.... but somehow I miss. Next thing I know this wrestler has me up in the air and then down on the ground.
With his left hand he's pushing my head into the ground and telling his girlfriend to call the police (coward). Then he says, "oh my God you stink like alchohol!"

I fake start screaming and crying that my back is hurt and I can't feel my legs.
This look of concern comes across his face and he starts saying, "okay.... calm down, man. I'm sorry.... we'll get someone to help you."
I can feel his hold on my head loosen and then BAM! I catch him with my right. He goes rolling off of me.
I spring to my feet, put my arms up in the air and start chanting "People's Champ! People's Champ!"

Ironically some people who were watching (I'm guessing friends of his) ran in, tackled me, held me down, kicked me alittle, and wait for the police to come.
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Good story - but now I, don't believe YOU.
 
LOL @ everyone that got butthurt. Dude's been trolling for the longest and you all eat it hook line and sinker every time. Cool story hoss
 
Seano said:
Fuck that. Little nerd asked for it. Had I been there, he would have got a mongolian chop to the neck for his trouble.
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Yessss.

This guy gets it.

Okay - I'm going to indulge you guys, by telling you - later on, ANOTHER guy was ragging on me.

But I didn't spot it cause, he seemed to be making a bigger retard of himself, than actually clowning me.

So I kept dancing, looking for the opportunity to son him - but he seemed to be keeping his distance, and eventually he was just stood there with his hog girlfriend, looking dejected - and they just walked off.

Then these bunch of chicks tried clowning me - and I told each and every one of them to "FUCK OFF!!" - which they promptly did.

Yes.

A good night was had by all.
 
EatMyShorts said:
Yessss.

This guy gets it.

Okay - I'm going to indulge you guys, by telling you - later on, ANOTHER guy was ragging on me.

But I didn't spot it cause, he seemed to be making a bigger retard of himself, than actually clowning me.

So I kept dancing, looking for the opportunity to son him - but he seemed to be keeping his distance, and eventually he was just stood there with his hog girlfriend, looking dejected - and they just walked off.

Then these bunch of chicks tried clowning me - and I told each and every one of them to "FUCK OFF!!" - which they promptly did.

Yes.

A good night was had by all.
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{<jordan}
 
Cardio said:
I miss the old days where a little justified violence wasn't met with gunfire, lawsuits and hate-stares.

Some people just need to be shoved down or punched in the face.
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You miss the 70s?
 
MC Paul Barman said:
Pfft!
That's nothing on my story.





I'm at a bar one night.... just minding my own business... picking on some random guy who has a "State Wrestling Champion" jacket on.
He seems like a nice enough guy, so I go up to him and say "You must think you're pretty tough."
Humbly he replies, "Oh my jacket? Nah, I'm not tough.... some of it was luck." and he starts to chuckle.
I told him how I don't really care for wrestling. But that if I did pursue it I'm sure I could have easily been a state wrestling champion as well.

He says, "Well it takes alot of dedication.... but, i'm sure if you gave it your all you could have done pretty well... who knows, right?"
And I corrected him with, "I know... that's who."
He responds with, "Okay.... I'm not here to argue with you."

I'm getting a bit more drunk... so I asked him if he wanted to learn how to jab.
He says, "here?! Not really. Sorry man.... I'm just here with my girlfriend."

But I don't let him off that easy.
Playfully I get him in a headlock and start giving him a noogie while saying "oooohhh... is the big bad wrestler scared he can't throw a proper jab????"
He pushes me back and says "What's wrong with you!?" and made some plea for me to just leave him alone.

'Sure thing, tough guy' I think to myself as well as say out loud.

He starts whispering something to his girlfriend, he pays the barkeep, and they make their way towards the door.

Now we're outside and he gets all defensive and says, "Stop following me"

Then I reminded him, "But what about that jab I was going to teach you? They don't teach you those things in wrestling, buddy." and lightly push him from behind as he turned away from me.

His girlfriend thought it wise to start speaking up to which I commented, "Keep your mouth shut."

Oddly enough that was what piqued his interest in learning my jab.
So this hot head pushes me in my chest and then has the nerve to tell ME to "calm down and leave".

Now I'm still holding my drink (most of it spilled out when this knucklehead pushed me) so i splash the remainder of it on his coat and face in hopes of cooling this guy down.

Well off comes his coat and he said I went too far.... he's forming up on me to fight.

I throw what can only be described as a perfect uppercut.... but somehow I miss. Next thing I know this wrestler has me up in the air and then down on the ground.
With his left hand he's pushing my head into the ground and telling his girlfriend to call the police (coward). Then he says, "oh my God you stink like alchohol!"

I fake start screaming and crying that my back is hurt and I can't feel my legs.
This look of concern comes across his face and he starts saying, "okay.... calm down, man. I'm sorry.... we'll get someone to help you."
I can feel his hold on my head loosen and then BAM! I catch him with my right. He goes rolling off of me.
I spring to my feet, put my arms up in the air and start chanting "People's Champ! People's Champ!"

Ironically some people who were watching (I'm guessing friends of his) ran in, tackled me, held me down, kicked me alittle, and wait for the police to come.
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First off, awesome story. Secondly, you seem to be a real piece of shit. Congrats?
 
latest
 
You make some of the gayest threads in the history of gay thread making.
 
TS, all those people are just dogging you since you dance like this:


HTH
 
BEER said:
I was a show a few years back, sold out at a small venue. A band I didn't really like was playing, so I moved to the back. There was a dude who was clearly rolling but wasn't bothering me. A little while later and he hit me with an elbow. I gently pushed him away, but he came back and did it again.

So, you know what I did?

I walked away.
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I was at Queens of the Stone Age a few months ago and the dude next to me keeps putting his elbow in my back. After a couple times, I turned to him and said "everything all right?" He said "you're standing in front of my seat" I looked down, noticed he was right and said sorry and shifted over a foot. No violence necessary.
 
I do that everyday because I work with teenagers
 
The other week, I was at a store and this lady in line in front of me started yelling at this young (high school aged girl) cashier for being out of stock of this item she wanted. The lady was holding a coupon and shaking it in this poor girls face saying "if you are going to advertise it you better make sure it is in stock". She went on about demanding to talk to the owner and getting this item for free when it comes in. I inserted myself into the situation and said "Lady, this young girl has nothing to do with inventory and who buys what and how much of it, so why don't you stop berating her and go off in the corner and FUCK YOURSELF'!

The girl behind the register smiled and laughed a little, then the bitch lady looked at me for a second then left.
 
I find TS and his bully bullshit offensive. Fuck him, I’m outta here.

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