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That's hardcore, man. My only fight story is where I fought a guy when I was 11 in my school's changing rooms. He claimed to be a "Black Belt in MMA" and all sorts. I don't remember why, but he slugged me in the face pretty good. Luckily, I had that 11-year old steel chin and I threw a punch to his body and hit him in the liver. I didn't even know what the liver was, but it got him good enough to allow me to slam him down on a bench. The teacher then came and pulled me away.Hehe, I've been in many real fights and I can't remember ever throwing a jab that stuck in my mind.
The fights were mostly over quickly, sometimes even with unofficial holds
I got a few guys cry uncle by wrist squeeze. I can't blame them I do have a sick and very painful grip.
I don't remember many details, because I was usually pis*ed of and had a tunnel vision.
I once got a guy with a gun to back down, because of my tunnel vision. Sh*t, I hope it wasn't a real gun
Here is the story:
Me and my buddies (metal guys) came to a city where there are Bosnians known to have fights and sh*t with metal guys. I don't know what's that about, but that's how it is.
And the first f*cking time we got there we went to McDonalds and there were guys in there smiling at us and one of them asked if we had cigarettes. We said: "No", because none of us smoked. Then he said: "Hey, do you have smokes now?" And he showed us a gun under the table. That gestures pissed me of so completely that I just saw the guy with the gun and I started to threaten him that I will kick their as*es, if I ever see them again and I used a lot of swear words and my buddies were even affraid of me, because I lost it and I wanted to kill the guy with my own hands. I seriously felt like I can kill him before he kills me with the gun. I was prepared to use tables and everything if he actually drew the gun.
The guys didn't say a word, they were all red too and they left and I never saw them again.
I once had to use my leather jacket (sometimes it pays out to be a metalhead) to defend myself from a knifer before I KOed the f*cker. I thought about cutting his throat with his own knife, but I stopped myself. I don't know how, because I was not myself, I was so pissed off. I'm glad I managed it though.
Fucking knifers. You can't expect a street fight in Slovenia anymore without f*cking knifers. It used to be cleaner, but now you need to know how to defend yourself against weapons too.
I barely forgave a buddy of mine, who stabbed another buddy in stomach with a short knife, because he beat up his annoying brother. The buddy who was stabbed, actually appologised after he came back from the hospital for attacking my buddies brother an there was no lawsuit, but I still gave the guy hell for using a knife.
I still talked to them, but stopped hanging out with them though. They got into drugs too after that and the guy who got stabbed (who I grew up with and was like my older brother until he started doing stupid sh*t) died from OD. Some say that he got killed by some dealers, but I don't know, because I stopped hanging out with them, when they got into drugs and started to act weird.
Did anyone of you have to deal with a guy who had a weapon? I would think Americans have to deal with this problem quite often since guns are legal and stuff. Huh?
I felt sick afterwards and I was really scared that this guy was gonna' come back with his gang, but he didn't. It was scary, but it felt good to stand up to him.
I'm no tough guy, I just got lucky enough to catch him.