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re: How many good, old-fashioned fist-fights have you been in?
Posted on 2/6/24 at 6:57 pm to Hermes Trismegistus
Posted on 2/6/24 at 6:57 pm to Hermes Trismegistus
I don't know....10-15ish. In the past twenty years? Two.
One involved a drunk guy, he was a little feller (not a midget, just short) who threatened to shoot us. It wasn't much of a fight. He tried to hit me, I caught his hand and kicked his feet out from under him. He landed on the top of his head. He got up, swung again, I caught it again, and hit him. He went out.
The second involved a guy who was beating on his wife (a friend of mine since childhood). I waited for him, leaning against the wall outside their house one morning. He walked passed me, I cleared my throat, he turned, and I blindsided him with a right. I proceeded to kick him in the nuts, then a knee to the face. When he was down I stomped and kicked him for what seemed like an hour, but was probably 20-30 seconds. The neighbor's dog was barking something terrible and the neighbor stepped out on their porch. I picked my hat up (a Hawaii University hat of all things), put it back on, shot the neighbor a look and a nod, got back in the truck and calmly left.
I honestly expected charges over that, but she never went back to the house and he never said a word to police. The neighbor told her dad and brother when they were moving her stuff that he had a pretty good idea what that was over, and he was a forgetful person by nature.
One involved a drunk guy, he was a little feller (not a midget, just short) who threatened to shoot us. It wasn't much of a fight. He tried to hit me, I caught his hand and kicked his feet out from under him. He landed on the top of his head. He got up, swung again, I caught it again, and hit him. He went out.
The second involved a guy who was beating on his wife (a friend of mine since childhood). I waited for him, leaning against the wall outside their house one morning. He walked passed me, I cleared my throat, he turned, and I blindsided him with a right. I proceeded to kick him in the nuts, then a knee to the face. When he was down I stomped and kicked him for what seemed like an hour, but was probably 20-30 seconds. The neighbor's dog was barking something terrible and the neighbor stepped out on their porch. I picked my hat up (a Hawaii University hat of all things), put it back on, shot the neighbor a look and a nod, got back in the truck and calmly left.
I honestly expected charges over that, but she never went back to the house and he never said a word to police. The neighbor told her dad and brother when they were moving her stuff that he had a pretty good idea what that was over, and he was a forgetful person by nature.
Posted on 2/6/24 at 7:42 pm to LegendInMyMind
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The second involved a guy who was beating on his wife (a friend of mine since childhood). I waited for him, leaning against the wall outside their house one morning. He walked passed me, I cleared my throat, he turned, and I blindsided him with a right. I proceeded to kick him in the nuts, then a knee to the face. When he was down I stomped and kicked him for what seemed like an hour, but was probably 20-30 seconds. The neighbor's dog was barking something terrible and the neighbor stepped out on their porch. I picked my hat up (a Hawaii University hat of all things), put it back on, shot the neighbor a look and a nod, got back in the truck and calmly left.
I honestly expected charges over that, but she never went back to the house and he never said a word to police. The neighbor told her dad and brother when they were moving her stuff that he had a pretty good idea what that was over, and he was a forgetful person by nature.
You're either 15 or what in the actual frick
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