what do you fight for...
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boingk
Standard gearhead.
Hahaha....gold Uncle Ernie! Exactly what I would have done. Reminds me of my 21st, lining up for the club (closing in on 1am cufew) and this group of girls cuts in of our group. After politely asking several times, I asked a bit more sternly and gently directed the girl in front of me to the edge of the line. Well, she turned around and hooked up a hell of a slap to my jaw! I let them cut in, of course, but just stood there thinking 'how is this right?' The bouncers gave us some friendly advice that we could charge with assault if we wanted as there was a crackdown on that sort of female-male violence going on. Too right.
Meanwhile, you're not 18 Rocan? Shit...I didn't know that. Anyway, want mum to quit bitching? Do chores, then go work on the bike. She'll either complain far less or not at all. Trust me, my Mum is a complete Nazi haha. Girls over? Its hard, but shouldn't be if you're just watching a movie or something. Kinda why I always go back to their place - I'm on the verge of moving out and seriously don't like living at home. I mean, its nice...but I'd much rather get a place and do my own thing - all the little things add up you know?
But don't stress it, everything has a tendany to resolve itself in the end man.
Cheers - boingk
PS:
Prodigy - Smack my bitch up (Full Official video)
Meanwhile, you're not 18 Rocan? Shit...I didn't know that. Anyway, want mum to quit bitching? Do chores, then go work on the bike. She'll either complain far less or not at all. Trust me, my Mum is a complete Nazi haha. Girls over? Its hard, but shouldn't be if you're just watching a movie or something. Kinda why I always go back to their place - I'm on the verge of moving out and seriously don't like living at home. I mean, its nice...but I'd much rather get a place and do my own thing - all the little things add up you know?
But don't stress it, everything has a tendany to resolve itself in the end man.
Cheers - boingk
PS:
Prodigy - Smack my bitch up (Full Official video)
Big R
Heaven is so far away.
Ernie's story reminded me of this:
When I lived in New Mexico, there was one girl that constantly picked on me. And not the got-a-crush picking, this girl was a preacher's daughter and a total bitch. One day we I was walking through the hall, and she said something (can't remember now) but it really pissed me off. I turned around and dropped the C-bomb on her, and instead of a slap across the face, she cat-scratched me across me ear + face! After realizing what she did and thinking to defend myself, I rushed and shoved her - she went flying through the air. That's when I realized that nobody had ever stood up to this girl. Point is, guys start shit and expect to fight, SOME girls think they can start shit and nothing will happen.
When I lived in New Mexico, there was one girl that constantly picked on me. And not the got-a-crush picking, this girl was a preacher's daughter and a total bitch. One day we I was walking through the hall, and she said something (can't remember now) but it really pissed me off. I turned around and dropped the C-bomb on her, and instead of a slap across the face, she cat-scratched me across me ear + face! After realizing what she did and thinking to defend myself, I rushed and shoved her - she went flying through the air. That's when I realized that nobody had ever stood up to this girl. Point is, guys start shit and expect to fight, SOME girls think they can start shit and nothing will happen.
boingk
Standard gearhead.
You're not me 5 years ago in an alternate universe are you, Rocan? Like that tv show, 'Sliders'?
Hahaha, man, sometimes I'm even to sleazy for my own liking ;D
Keep it real guys - boingk
Gives you the irrits, doesn't it? Meanwhile, I'm a mailman. I know where aaall the naughty girls live... 8)Big R said:
Hahaha, man, sometimes I'm even to sleazy for my own liking ;D
Keep it real guys - boingk
Big R
Heaven is so far away.
Back to where this topic started though with another story:
While I have never gotten in a fight over a girl, there is one circumstance that I will fight tooth and nail. Back in H.S., my neighbors grandson was 5 years behind me - I was a senior when he was in 8th grade. Real nice kid, always come over in the summer to help with my car or just shoot the shit. I took the shop class my senior year and it just so happened we were in the same class. There were 2 football players in that class - the nicer "muscle head" and a scrawny loud mouth. The scrawny one would constantly mess with my neighbors grandson (along with the other social outcasts) until one day I just freaked on him.
"You think that just because you're on the football team that gives you the right to be a dick? Why don't you say one little comment like that to me?". Surprisingly, he actually backed down after that. Every now and then there would be some under-the-breath remark but just an icy cold look from me would stop all that. The rest of my senior year was like that - always trying to stand up for the little guy.
So after graduating, I only saw my neighbors grandson once or twice a year. He never really talked about school, friends, girls, anything like that. But we still chatted about other things so I didn't think much of it. So it was the night of his senior prom, his girlfriend calls him a freak, breaks up with him, and of course he didn't go to his own prom. In a state of depression, he went down to the basement and hung himself - his sister found him dead the next morning.
The worst part about it all? After I graduated, he was picked on relentlessly. We went to the funeral and everybody from school was there - even the kids that treated him like he was completely worthless. I ended up apologizing to his grandparents and had to get the hell out of there. I ran into the "scrawny" football player outside in the parking lot...... boy, that was a tough one. I just don't get along with bullies, arrogance, that superiority.
Sorry for the long winded rant, but that story has changed my life.
While I have never gotten in a fight over a girl, there is one circumstance that I will fight tooth and nail. Back in H.S., my neighbors grandson was 5 years behind me - I was a senior when he was in 8th grade. Real nice kid, always come over in the summer to help with my car or just shoot the shit. I took the shop class my senior year and it just so happened we were in the same class. There were 2 football players in that class - the nicer "muscle head" and a scrawny loud mouth. The scrawny one would constantly mess with my neighbors grandson (along with the other social outcasts) until one day I just freaked on him.
"You think that just because you're on the football team that gives you the right to be a dick? Why don't you say one little comment like that to me?". Surprisingly, he actually backed down after that. Every now and then there would be some under-the-breath remark but just an icy cold look from me would stop all that. The rest of my senior year was like that - always trying to stand up for the little guy.
So after graduating, I only saw my neighbors grandson once or twice a year. He never really talked about school, friends, girls, anything like that. But we still chatted about other things so I didn't think much of it. So it was the night of his senior prom, his girlfriend calls him a freak, breaks up with him, and of course he didn't go to his own prom. In a state of depression, he went down to the basement and hung himself - his sister found him dead the next morning.
The worst part about it all? After I graduated, he was picked on relentlessly. We went to the funeral and everybody from school was there - even the kids that treated him like he was completely worthless. I ended up apologizing to his grandparents and had to get the hell out of there. I ran into the "scrawny" football player outside in the parking lot...... boy, that was a tough one. I just don't get along with bullies, arrogance, that superiority.
Sorry for the long winded rant, but that story has changed my life.
Erch
Been Around the Block
Yikes R, it`s stories like that that make me want to round up a bunch of kids that age and explain to them that highschool isn`t real life. Thinking about who I was then and who I am now it`s like I`ve lived five lifetimes in between.
While we`re there and it`s relevant, the last time I was in a fight was grade 10: The same kid that had been a clown and a mild bully to me since grade 4 was making the rounds while I was at my locker after school. He came up behind me a gave a jab to my kidneys. Not a punch, just a poke to be funny. What he didn`t know was I had been going through some serious shit at home with my parents breaking up at the time and I was in a pretty foul mood that day. I came around and caught him mid-laugh by the shirt, dragged him down and threw a rabbit punch at him. I didn`t even mean to hurt him but there I was standing over him splayed out on the floor.
I got lucky that time: he came to in a couple seconds and I just had to endure a battery of lectures from the school and had a reputation for awhile as the bitch that threw a sucker punch.
Just food for thought though: there`s always consequences to fighting. Sometimes it`s that you get hurt, somebody you know gets hurts, charges, or what have you. Sometimes it`s living with the reality that you turned the other guy into a cripple and he didn`t deserve it.
While we`re there and it`s relevant, the last time I was in a fight was grade 10: The same kid that had been a clown and a mild bully to me since grade 4 was making the rounds while I was at my locker after school. He came up behind me a gave a jab to my kidneys. Not a punch, just a poke to be funny. What he didn`t know was I had been going through some serious shit at home with my parents breaking up at the time and I was in a pretty foul mood that day. I came around and caught him mid-laugh by the shirt, dragged him down and threw a rabbit punch at him. I didn`t even mean to hurt him but there I was standing over him splayed out on the floor.
I got lucky that time: he came to in a couple seconds and I just had to endure a battery of lectures from the school and had a reputation for awhile as the bitch that threw a sucker punch.
Just food for thought though: there`s always consequences to fighting. Sometimes it`s that you get hurt, somebody you know gets hurts, charges, or what have you. Sometimes it`s living with the reality that you turned the other guy into a cripple and he didn`t deserve it.
Big R
Heaven is so far away.
On a lighter note - one time in high school me and a friend were playing video games and he kept bumping my elbows and stuff to get me to screw up. Even with his little distractions, I still managed to beat him at whatever game we were playing. But he kept at it..... a bump here, stepping on the cord to yank my controller, etc..
Finally I told him I was taking a bathroom break and to count me out this lap / round / whatever. I came back in with the plunger from the bathroom, walked up behind him while holding it right behind his ear. Once he saw it in his peripheral vision, he jerked his head to see what it was and planted his cheek right onto it!
Good thing we are friends, or else he would have beaten me to a pulp for that!
Finally I told him I was taking a bathroom break and to count me out this lap / round / whatever. I came back in with the plunger from the bathroom, walked up behind him while holding it right behind his ear. Once he saw it in his peripheral vision, he jerked his head to see what it was and planted his cheek right onto it!
Good thing we are friends, or else he would have beaten me to a pulp for that!
charlesskelter
Been Around the Block
My dog, my vehicles, my money. In that order. I work hard for what I have, and can't stand it when people don't respect that.
I've only been in a couple fights, but it was enough to know it's something I should avoid at all costs.
First one was when I was in boy scouts, about 11 or 12 years old. There was an older kid, 15 or 16 constantly talked about how he was going to hook up with my mom. Bad subject matter for an only child that never met his dad. One day I had enough. Took three grown men to pull me off him after he was already laid out and not moving.
The other I had a friend joking about my girl in middle school, I had enough and picked him up by his throat and was holding him up against a pillar at the school. Another buddy had to talk me down because he was turning purple and I just kept holding up by his neck.
I've since learned, if a female has a problem with it, she has a voice. She can speak up for herself. It's not worth it, especially in my case, since I don't see the end of a fight once it starts. Same goes for women that get beat up by their man. I used to care, but hell, they have the choice. Their ignorance won't become my problem.
Erch - I have to disagree. High shool is real while you're there. Does it compare to what you'll go through later in life, probably not. But, it's no less real.
I've only been in a couple fights, but it was enough to know it's something I should avoid at all costs.
First one was when I was in boy scouts, about 11 or 12 years old. There was an older kid, 15 or 16 constantly talked about how he was going to hook up with my mom. Bad subject matter for an only child that never met his dad. One day I had enough. Took three grown men to pull me off him after he was already laid out and not moving.
The other I had a friend joking about my girl in middle school, I had enough and picked him up by his throat and was holding him up against a pillar at the school. Another buddy had to talk me down because he was turning purple and I just kept holding up by his neck.
I've since learned, if a female has a problem with it, she has a voice. She can speak up for herself. It's not worth it, especially in my case, since I don't see the end of a fight once it starts. Same goes for women that get beat up by their man. I used to care, but hell, they have the choice. Their ignorance won't become my problem.
Erch - I have to disagree. High shool is real while you're there. Does it compare to what you'll go through later in life, probably not. But, it's no less real.
damn r... what a story. its definitely real when your there... i went through a lot when i was younger. too much to really get into online, and too depressing to bring up.
either way, thats some sad shit. i never made it to that point, but i had come close. luckily i recovered. either way, never has been the same. in short, got out of depression through drugs, got off drugs, but i screwed with my mind enough that i still feel disconnected from society. anyone who watches me work notices something is off... i zone out and things just click together, as if nothing else exists in the world.
getting a bit deep for an online convo. if yall ever want to know more about it, one of these days well talk about it over a beer when my bike is finished. for now, im off to sleep since i got sats tomorrow.
either way, thats some sad shit. i never made it to that point, but i had come close. luckily i recovered. either way, never has been the same. in short, got out of depression through drugs, got off drugs, but i screwed with my mind enough that i still feel disconnected from society. anyone who watches me work notices something is off... i zone out and things just click together, as if nothing else exists in the world.
getting a bit deep for an online convo. if yall ever want to know more about it, one of these days well talk about it over a beer when my bike is finished. for now, im off to sleep since i got sats tomorrow.
