When the last time you had to knuckle up ?

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i don't consider bouncing real fights, most of the time them niggaz drunk and i'm sober, and it's just a matter of getting them out the door...i do more pushing and grabbing than actual punching....neither does sparring, cuz it's more for the work out and there's no ill intentions

so last legit fight was prolly 5 years ago....
 
DWO;8246895 said:
i don't consider bouncing real fights, most of the time them niggaz drunk and i'm sober, and it's just a matter of getting them out the door...i do more pushing and grabbing than actual punching....neither does sparring, cuz it's more for the work out and there's no ill intentions

so last legit fight was prolly 5 years ago....

What happen in that fight 5 yrs ago?
 
one fight was at a college, we was at a outdoor party, and campus security started macing the crowd n shit, so while everyone was moving, i saw a nigga i had words with earlier that night, so i stepped to him, and sparked him, he dropped, then i mushed one of his boys, and they all just backed up....i was prepared to fight all of them, but after that first punch no body wanted it.....

the other time we was at a family function and things got outta hand, i ended up throwing a uncle off the porch, knocking the front door down, and strangling someone in the living room while he was stabbing my shoulders with a knife....he dropped the knife when his eyes rolled back in his head, so i let go and a few seconds later he started coughing and breathing again...
 
my junior year of high school. we were at this football camp well basically in the middle of nowhere like remember the titans, so we just finished practicing during the day and we were leaving lunch. so people were split up in cabins. so i was with the Lbs and Dline. when we were on our way back to the cabin we decided that we won't eat any food in our cabin, so one of the dlinemen still brought food but he was saying he just saving it and won't eat it in the cabin, nigga name flakes who is a bitch ass nigga kept bothering him about it and basically they were about to fight over cookies.

i step in cuz i don't want to see no fight over petty shit like that so i try to break it up.. flakes being flakes always try to act tough and was like no fucking touch me again so then i just punch him in the jaw and beat his ass. was funny cuz nobody on our team knew i was the fighter on the team so yeah.
 
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DWO;8246895 said:
i don't consider bouncing real fights, most of the time them niggaz drunk and i'm sober, and it's just a matter of getting them out the door...i do more pushing and grabbing than actual punching....neither does sparring, cuz it's more for the work out and there's no ill intentions

so last legit fight was prolly 5 years ago....

What about that road rage story?
 
Judge_Judah;8246972 said:
DWO;8246895 said:
i don't consider bouncing real fights, most of the time them niggaz drunk and i'm sober, and it's just a matter of getting them out the door...i do more pushing and grabbing than actual punching....neither does sparring, cuz it's more for the work out and there's no ill intentions

so last legit fight was prolly 5 years ago....

What about that road rage story?

the IC never forgets lmao
 
DWO;8246941 said:
one fight was at a college, we was at a outdoor party, and campus security started macing the crowd n shit, so while everyone was moving, i saw a nigga i had words with earlier that night, so i stepped to him, and sparked him, he dropped, then i mushed one of his boys, and they all just backed up....i was prepared to fight all of them, but after that first punch no body wanted it.....

the other time we was at a family function and things got outta hand, i ended up throwing a uncle off the porch, knocking the front door down, and strangling someone in the living room while he was stabbing my shoulders with a knife....he dropped the knife when his eyes rolled back in his head, so i let go and a few seconds later he started coughing and breathing again...

You beating up college kids and family? Get some help man
 
Judge_Judah;8246972 said:
DWO;8246895 said:
i don't consider bouncing real fights, most of the time them niggaz drunk and i'm sober, and it's just a matter of getting them out the door...i do more pushing and grabbing than actual punching....neither does sparring, cuz it's more for the work out and there's no ill intentions

so last legit fight was prolly 5 years ago....

What about that road rage story?

you talking about the home depot story i told about the white dude in the parking lot???

i didn't even think i told yall that....wtf......

i share too much on here
 
oh we telling bouncer stories now jamel???

lol, i'm at the one bar i actually like working at from the company that i quit last year before finding the brewery....

it was a redneck bar, mostly blue collar manual labor types......and their kids...they had pool tables, nice menu, and they tried their best forreal.....the area it was in it was prolly like 70% white, 30% black.....but it was those weird crowds where most of the white people honestly believe they're niggaz too.......so every now n then when you get those white people who don't like black people in there it's ridiculously entertaining....

like i don't think yall understand the dynamic here, so let me break it down again.....cuz the shit's fucking hilarious....and yall have to see it for what it is....

in the poor white community.....blue collar, manual labor community..white trash,...all that shit....there's two very different groups of white people....those white folk who think they're black......and those who hate their guts......the shit is as funny as it sounds,...and the only people who truly appreciate the hilarity of it is regular black people like myself and some of the other security guards....i say some....because there are many black folk who are so cool with these white folk who think they're black...they tend to forget that these white niggaz ain't really black, and they get caught up in the absurd hilarity of this on going drama......

so one night the normals are there ...in particularly this one little shorty white kid named allen...who they have dubbed "baby tyson" because he always gets into fights....and they all think he's the baddest nigga on the planet.....to his credit, allen was cool as shit, and definitely a hot head.....like well over half of the fights there started with him and this night was no different...

a group of white guys came in, and one of allen's boys made it effort to let me know that these were some racist mother fuckers, and i just smiles and said.....okay, i got you....

i guess the mean mugs and stares were pissing allen off cuz he starts popping shit, and is ready to fight....the manager looks at me like "get allen please" so i just pick his little ass up and carry him to the back of the bar, and tell him sit down and don't move.....at first he looked like he wanted to do something...but i gave him that look like...bruh, i don't even care that you think we cool...so he just said,...iight yo i'm chill....

so i go back to the main area, and the other guys are trying to be real tough all loud n shit, so i tell them....."call it a night gentlemen, it's time to go"

these motherfuckers all look at me....and i understand the confusion, cuz i rarely raise my voice in these bars, nor am i ever extra aggressive or forceful..i give people way more opportunities than necessary to do things the easy way, my temperament and restraint is very strong....but there's always an asshole who doesn't believe it.....the one who grabbed the bottle was that one.....he grabbed a bottle and attempted to go past me....i grabbed his friend who i actually kinda felt bad for, cuz it looked like he was just trying to leave, and i drove his boy into and ultimately through him making all of them fall on the floor...i stepped on his hand while the other security ran over there grabbing him and his boy up....we all started pushing them through the door...and as soon as we got outside i said cut them loose....the main instigator came at me trying what i can only guess was a overhand of some sort, it was wide as shit..i just went straight into him shoulder to chest..he fell back against somebodies truck i just grabbed him by the hair and gave him a knee to the face, when he covered up, i pushed his head down and gave him a hammer fist in the back of the neck....he kinda slumped forward, and i back up, and told them to get him outta here before he can't leave....dude could barely fucking stand bruh.....that man looked like he got a new lease on life
 
I was in the bucket truck in the hood. This 5 year old rode by and called me gay. I saw im coming back, came down and slap da fiyah out that lil nigga
 
Black_Samson;8246990 said:
2010.

My first night working at a College club out here called Republic...

Ahem

I started working there on a Friday night, the prior thursday there was a riot, involving a little under 76 people(that's how many people were arrested).

They didn't catch the group of cholo's that started the brawl.

They come back the night i start working.there is a conflict, with them again, but this time the security reacted in a timely manner.

While outside though they began popping off with the security, it was 4 of them.

They told me to watch over the VIP waiter to make sure he doesn't get fucked up while calling the one time...

The others eventually got them out of the gated entrance.

they see the lil dude calling the police and try to reach over the gate to grab him.

I push lil man back and intercept a punch that bounces off my clavicle.

I then turn and face dude who is maybe 5 inches taller then me, like i dare you to jump that fence nigga. I watch him rear back and throw a hook, i had just enough time to clinch my teeth.

The punch bounces off my jaw and i make note of the fact that he threw it with his right and that his hand didn't feel strong enough to maintain the punch. like he held his thumb on the outside like in a glove...

Now this is when I jump the fence and leave the relative safety of the rest of the team.

I confront dude push him back with both hands and square up, soon as he was within range I double Jabbed and came with an over hand right.

It was a glancing blow that set him back on his heels.

I reset and wait for him to come back, again he throws that wild looping ass right, i drop levels and begin bobing and weaving. He throws the typical right left right haymakers, on the final left i shoot in on him, double leg right under the knees, squeeze his legs together and jerk to my left. He topples over and I immediately get back to my feet to see another cholo charging @ me. I met him half way faked an over hand right and shot in on him, right around the thighs and started running forward, i dump him on his shoulders and neck and release him. and charge at the 3rd cholo who is trying to back pedal from me but there is a wall behind him, same thing but this time i run into the wall fucking my right hand up. it was a real low wall, more for decoration bout waist high. I slam his back into it and thai clinch him... i yoke his neck real hard and leg trip him at the same time.

As we both fall i land on his side and rear back my knee, he goes fetal position. and thats when i start wondering what that familar aroma was and why my nostrils tickled and my eyes burned... My team accidentally maced me as they were getting the left overs.

I fucked up cause that shit coulda been real bad, they all had about 50 pounds on me or more and much taller too. and i was outnumbered.

That and i didn't have my normal gear with me. I normally wear gloves with hard knuckles. i was very apprehensive about engaging stand up cause of this... i didn't want there blood to mix with mine...

bleh...

Stopped reading midway cuz it sounded like bullshit. Nigga talkin bout getting hit in the clavical and shit lol.
 
Lurkristocrat ;8247399 said:
Black_Samson;8246990 said:
2010.

My first night working at a College club out here called Republic...

Ahem

I started working there on a Friday night, the prior thursday there was a riot, involving a little under 76 people(that's how many people were arrested).

They didn't catch the group of cholo's that started the brawl.

They come back the night i start working.there is a conflict, with them again, but this time the security reacted in a timely manner.

While outside though they began popping off with the security, it was 4 of them.

They told me to watch over the VIP waiter to make sure he doesn't get fucked up while calling the one time...

The others eventually got them out of the gated entrance.

they see the lil dude calling the police and try to reach over the gate to grab him.

I push lil man back and intercept a punch that bounces off my clavicle.

I then turn and face dude who is maybe 5 inches taller then me, like i dare you to jump that fence nigga. I watch him rear back and throw a hook, i had just enough time to clinch my teeth.

The punch bounces off my jaw and i make note of the fact that he threw it with his right and that his hand didn't feel strong enough to maintain the punch. like he held his thumb on the outside like in a glove...

Now this is when I jump the fence and leave the relative safety of the rest of the team.

I confront dude push him back with both hands and square up, soon as he was within range I double Jabbed and came with an over hand right.

It was a glancing blow that set him back on his heels.

I reset and wait for him to come back, again he throws that wild looping ass right, i drop levels and begin bobing and weaving. He throws the typical right left right haymakers, on the final left i shoot in on him, double leg right under the knees, squeeze his legs together and jerk to my left. He topples over and I immediately get back to my feet to see another cholo charging @ me. I met him half way faked an over hand right and shot in on him, right around the thighs and started running forward, i dump him on his shoulders and neck and release him. and charge at the 3rd cholo who is trying to back pedal from me but there is a wall behind him, same thing but this time i run into the wall fucking my right hand up. it was a real low wall, more for decoration bout waist high. I slam his back into it and thai clinch him... i yoke his neck real hard and leg trip him at the same time.

As we both fall i land on his side and rear back my knee, he goes fetal position. and thats when i start wondering what that familar aroma was and why my nostrils tickled and my eyes burned... My team accidentally maced me as they were getting the left overs.

I fucked up cause that shit coulda been real bad, they all had about 50 pounds on me or more and much taller too. and i was outnumbered.

That and i didn't have my normal gear with me. I normally wear gloves with hard knuckles. i was very apprehensive about engaging stand up cause of this... i didn't want there blood to mix with mine...

bleh...

Stopped reading midway cuz it sounded like bullshit. Nigga talkin bout getting hit in the clavical and shit lol.

People who don't fight or never been in a fight... it would sound weird to them since they never experience it. Look at Lurk calling bullshit on something again because hey, if HE can't do it or hasn't experienced it, it's impossible. You wild bruh lol
 
I'm over here defending my property , yall ain't defending honors or family, or your girl, or your moms, y'all niggas getting in ego battles, yall gone fuck around n get shot,
 
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My last fist fight was in 2012 on the basketball courts lol It wasn't even really a fight to be honest. Some nigga kept fouling the shit out of me the whole game and I never called it. Well on one drive the nigga basically low bridged me aand I gave him the benefit of the doubt that he didn't do it on purpose.

I call foul. This nigga had the audacity to get mad and start talking shit as I'm walking towards half court to check up. As I get the ball he say "man you acting like a bitch." He was standing at about the free throw line. When he said it, I instantly got mad and said "prove I'm a bitch, nigga."

He started walking towards me aggressively and all I said in response was "I'm warning you" as he got closer. Right before he was at arms length I put both of my hands up, outstretched, palms facing him, as soon as his chest touched my palms, I hit him with a downward diagonal slashing elbow strike to his jaw.

Nigga dropped like a sack of potatoes. Tried to get up, fell back down. His girl ran over and grabbed him and walked him off the court, then they left and I went back to hoopin'.
 

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