rwbeagles-Ever been in a fight?

I have been in several. My brother use to beat me up at home a lot and I guess I liked to take my frustrations out on other people. Haven't been in a fight in a long time though and hopefully will not.

No.  What a wild group.

janobonano

This thread is entertaining. I guess I'll just sit back and have a (apple juice).

Um...yeah.  Been in a few scraps.  Even been in a barroom brawl on another continent.   

Yes several in elementary school, we had a few bullies that always wanted everyone's lunch money and I was always a target

A few in junior high mostly because others were being picked on. I think I was 15 when I realized I could no longer beat up boys any more (I was somewhat of a tom boy).

Yes......my sister and I beat up a boy that kept throwing rocks at us on our way home from school........he was actually bleeding, his father, also, an honorable military man came over to our house and brought that snot snose, he made his son apologize.

mrstjohnson

Joyce - I am disappointed, I thought you went to an all girl Catholic school too

I've been in like 4!  I did go to an all girl catholic school, no wonder I have more guy friends than girlfriends.  LOL  Women can be soooo nasty!!!  I got in a fight when I was like 10 with a girl across the street who was older than me, by like 3 yrs.  Have no idea why, don't remember, but I do remember I got a couple of really good hits in.  I had really platinum blond hair and face was as red as a beet!  Got in another fight up the street because I liked this boy who was dating this girl's friend.  Wasn't dating him, just liked him, so we ended up in a fight.  I had braces on at the time (I was probably 14 or 15) and we started fighting (not sure exactly how it all started, but...) I remember it was winter time and I had a scarf on and she had my head pushed down, and when I got my head back up, my scarf was stuck in my braces!  I was so embarrassed, I hurried up and yanked the scarf out of my mouth (and I could feel the fuzzies).  She left a nice bump on my forhead 'cause of her school ring, but I kicked her really good in the gut, so it was worth it.  Then again in my early 20's it was actually with an old girlfriend of mine, she said I was after her boyfriend!!!  He was gross, I tried to explain to her I wasn't, but she was drunk and we got in a big fight in her car!  She was fighting to the death!  She was wicked!  I thought she was gonna scratch my eyes out literally.  So I burned her w/ my cigarette!  LOL  Wow!  I can't believe I've been in so many fights!  I guess I must have a way of pissin' people off, and don't realize it.  I don't seem to have that problem anymore, well, except with my S.I.L.  But then again, my other sisters have the same problem. 

Several times, in school. When I started to learn Kenpo Karate in 1977, I started to fare better. Since then, I have learned Kung Fu, Tae Kwon Do, Aiki-jujutsu (a hybrid of Aikido and Jujutsu), Jeet Kune Do, and Tai Chi (short form). And a few tips and tricks from a friend who was a Navy SEAL.

I have physically picked a person up and dropped them on the ground, which stunned them long enough to detain them until police could arrive ( I was a bouncer at night for a little while). Other times, on a construction site, someone would take a poke at me and it would wind up with me stopping to within an inch of taking their life and offer them the chance to back away from this confrontation. In one case, a guy hit me with his screwdriver and I took it from him and put it to his throat. Same guy at another time and I spun him around and I grabbed his chest with one arm and his head with my other arm and stopped just short of breaking his neck. And they would back away. Nor did I view them backing away as shameful, but rather thought it was smart. I hate fighting and would rather settle it with a game of chess.

Often times, when someone is talking a big game, that's all they are doing. I usually shut them up by calling their bluff. I can't stand a bully.

But I am a peaceful guy and do my best to stay out of those situations, which is the first rule of self defense.

ron2

But I am a peaceful guy and do my best to stay out of those situations, which is the first rule of self defense.

Very Good Grasshopper!  I see you have been taught well!  Sorry, couldn't resist. 

I think I was 15 when I realized I could no longer beat up boys any more (I was somewhat of a tom boy).

I always fought with boys when I was younger ( I was a tom-boy too) because I was generally a brunt of jokes because of my short hair and "boy clothes"....and yeah, I mean fist-fights, kick fights, rolling around on the ground bleeding-noses fights. I didnt grow out of it till I was almost 17 though....but twasn't my fault, it was theirs for startin it (of course, of course). TBH....I rather miss a good scrap!! ;) Does that make me mean? heh....

This is embarassing... we were at the Alpharetta Georgia dogs show and it was sprinkling... I had 3 dogs, my teen aged daughters and both of our moms.  DH went work out our parking spot with the parking chair and I wa waiting in the RV where they had told Bob to park.  after a while the dogs became restless and need to go out. The two girls had asked to check out the rings, so cautioning the moms not to leave the rig I began xing the dogs.  ( one mom was in frail health the other in early alzthiemers.)  I went about 40 feet from the rig to a grassy spot to allow the dog to potty and within minutes I heard shouting from my RV.  I raced back only to find a well dressed young woman with punk purple hair screaming at the moms thru my open  rv door.  She was ranting about not being able to drive around us and demanding they move the RV. I approached and told her to cool it. Of course the dog I was holding was a pup so I was less than threatening, She continued her rant and demands  scaring the moms and causing the adult dogs" hackles to rise. I shut the door quickly and asked her to tell me her problem, she scream obscenties at me and added she was unable to get her sports car around the rvs parked in the lane..... I told her she should go around the building we were parked next to... up went her arms and I thought her head was going to start spinning!! "I am the Show Chair's Daughter YOU don't tell me S***!!!"  Before I knew it she decked me !!! I was on the ground puppy worried and my daughters coming at a dead run...  I got between my kids and the twerp and said as calmy as I could    "You will be very sorry you did that !"   staring hard at all of us she threw a few more obscene remarks at us and drove off...  My DH showed up and the girls and Moms were near hysterical telling him what had happend. we parked the RV set up the site and then went to the show rings where I called  the police.   A man standing nearby was eaves dropping on my call and before  I could go back to the RV the show chair had showed up , apologizing for "his hot headed little girl"   I said we would wait for hte cops, he began to negociate, I declined the perks offered and asked him to have his daughter sent for,   He complied quickly , she paled when she saw us standing there and the policeman who showed up stood behind us... I stopped and thought about it, there was a fun match that evening and it was crowded...she stood there looking more than concerned... and I asked to speak with the police officer.  we agreed on a plan and I told her father and her that IF she would stand quietly while I spoke with her I might not press charges.... she went white... Dad agreed

I went into one of my best MOM rants... about the assualt charge that could be part of the breaking and entering of my RV charge and intimadating two elderly women.... the cop was cool , he pulled out his pad and began writting while staring at her tsk tsking.... I pointed out it would be a permenant record, probably a felony, cool cop nodded in the affirmative... I went on to telling her to kiss her dreams good bye, that in her need to be different she had not just over stepped common courtesy but had broken the law, who I demanded would the judge and jury believe a purple haired punk kid in a sports car or a late 30ish mom, the caretaker of two older ill ladies...mom to two teenagers  coming to the family hobby all American dog showing... and when I pointed out they look at you and at me you will alienate all of them with your smug , snotty , know-it-all attitude and purple hair they will throw the book at you.  Kiss college good bye, don't count on your dreams because who wants to hire a punk who attacks people when frustrated..and who has a RECORD.   Once she was in tears in front of a huge audience of people who apparently were also tired of the little prima donna I concluded with... If her father agreed she would not show that weekend but instead spend the entire show on pooper scooper duty I would not press charges..she apologized quickly as did her father and I saw her with the pooper scooper 3 days straight 8 hours a day... we won EVERYTHING in sight that weekend...except best in show.. the show chair wrote me a letter thanking me and letting me know his girl was back to her normal hair color and applying  herself at school.

First round may have gone to the punk kid but I won by a techical knockout !!!

Bonita of Bwana  who still gets kidded about not being able to take a punch !!

Janet808

no wonder I have more guy friends than girlfriends.  LOL  Women can be soooo nasty!!! 

Yep. Last year at one of my husband's shows (his band played) his guitarist was dating a new girl who is a real b*tch. After I got really drunk (I don't drink more than a glass of wine now!) I just started speaking my mind and telling him that he could do so much better. At one point I was SO out of it that she was standing RIGHT there when I was telling him and I didn't notice. :/ She said something to my husband about taking that "bleeeeep" home (me). My husband said that he never wanted to see her at another of his shows and she punched him in the face!

I don't remember any of that because I was blacked out at the time. But apparently when she hit my husband I said "NOBODY hits my Jon!" and ran and punched her in the face. She started falling off the curb so I gave her a shove sending her in the street. Then I straddled her and just started pummeling her in the face. One of her gay male friends was strangling my husband to try and get me off her but eventually saw that I didn't really know what was going on. He let him go and punched me in the side of the head! I didn't notice that either. I came to when my husband was trying to carry me away and the bar owner was saying that I could press charges if I wanted to. I was REALLY confused and it was like waking up IN the middle of a bad dream. It was a huge scary mess and I was inconsolable on the way home. :( I was crying non-stop and kept saying over and over again that I didn't understand what happened. The next day I was covered in bruises- especially my feet because I had been wearing flip flops. Obviously those came off when I was rolling around in the street.

I have NEVER been driven to violence before. But when someone else crosses that line and hurts someone I care about I will die protecting them.

Like Ed, I have been in a few.  A long time ago though.  I paid the price and I learned my lesson.

Only indirectly. At a bar, some guy grabbed  my ... tush ... so my ex-husband confronted him and later, when we left, we got ambushed. They went for the men so we women were just shuffled around a bit, but the men ended up with bloody fists and broken noses. Police, arrests (not us). It was NASTY!

None I can claim as my own, though. Now... with my sister...