Is this thread about people we've seen get beat up/hurt in a humorous manner? 
I don't get it.
I don't get it.Best fight you weren't in.
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I usually got to clean up after fights. Pain in the butt. Flippin' drunken sailors and Marines.
Doc.
Doc.
One of the best thing's I've witnessed in medicine/nursing/ems was sitting in sick call at Ft. Sill and listening to a Marine gunbunny explain why he tried to kick a bowling ball down the lane. He was hurting. But then again I was too and not much smarter, got my thumb dislocated doing some barracks combatives.
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qu5or22Gzso[/YOUTUBE]
Lol, that is from the movie "Never Back Down". It was actually a decent fight film, I thought.
Is this thread about people we've seen get beat up/hurt in a humorous manner?
I believe it is a thread about altercations you witnessed. I suppose it is a bit mean spirited, but everybody remembers when they've seen fights break out.
One night when I was in Auburn, NY, some buddies and I were partying after a game when one of them gets the bright idea to play the bloody lip game (a really stupid game in which you trade punches just to get a bloody lip for fun). You see, they were all hoping to get into a fight that night and were disappointed that we didn't run into anyone at the bars to scrap with.
So the first guy goes and my buddy takes his bloody lip, and hits my other friend. So we have the scene set. 4 guys in a garage two with a bloody lip and one waiting for his (with one sitting out promising an all out brawl if they touchme him). Now the last guy is getting ready to take his bloody lip, eyes closed and face forward (every one on the team hated this guy FWIW). My friend prepares to deliver his lip busting blow (he's 6'6" and a top notch brawler BTW) with a drop step and, instead of a jab, he delivers a full-fledged haymaker! The recipient of which dropped like a sack of potatoes and lay in his blood for 5 minutes before we could wake him up.
I still belly-laugh every time I think of that night
So the first guy goes and my buddy takes his bloody lip, and hits my other friend. So we have the scene set. 4 guys in a garage two with a bloody lip and one waiting for his (with one sitting out promising an all out brawl if they touch
I still belly-laugh every time I think of that night
Is this thread about people we've seen get beat up/hurt in a humorous manner?
You missed the thread in which I explained to everyone how, to my dad and his friends, the worse someone gets hurt (without it being really serious), the funnier it is
One night when I was in Auburn, NY, some buddies and I were partying after a game when one of them gets the bright idea to play the bloody lip game (a really stupid game in which you trade punches just to get a bloody lip for fun). You see, they were all hoping to get into a fight that night and were disappointed that we didn't run into anyone at the bars to scrap with.
So the first guy goes and my buddy takes his bloody lip, and hits my other friend. So we have the scene set. 4 guys in a garage two with a bloody lip and one waiting for his (with one sitting out promising an all out brawl if they touchmehim). Now the last guy is getting ready to take his bloody lip, eyes closed and face forward (every one on the team hated this guy FWIW). My friend prepares to deliver his lip busting blow (he's 6'6" and a top notch brawler BTW) with a drop step and, instead of a jab, he delivers a full-fledged haymaker! The recipient of which dropped like a sack of potatoes and lay in his blood for 5 minutes before we could wake him up.
I still belly-laugh every time I think of that night
Thats messed up, but funny
You missed the thread in which I explained to everyone how, to my dad and his friends, the worse someone gets hurt (without it being really serious), the funnier it is
True, after the fact when you are out with friends you can be like "Remember when you got knocked out by that one dude at the bar" and have a complete laugh about it. Thats what friends are for!
The high school I went to in MN had pretty bad reputation in my area (so many students had children that they had to open a daycare in the school), and there was always something going on there, but what I remember most vividly was the day a brawl suddenly broke out at lunch.
I should start by mention that the tables in the lunchroom were small and square, enough to seat about 4 people, but they were still pretty heavy.
Anyway, my school had a fairly large Asian student population (mostly Hmong if anybody knows who they are), and there were groups of them who really didn’t like each other. One day, during lunch there was a loud crash. My friends and I looked over to see a turned over table and a group of Asian guys clutching chairs. One of them threw their chair, which flew past me pretty close to my face. We moved to a safer distance (I took my lunch with me too) to watch. I’ve seen school fights before, but this was a straight up brawl; these guys were serious. They were tossing the tables! One guy got his cheek bone broken from a chair in the face. The police came to break it up, and the aftermath was a lunchroom of toppled tables, scattered chairs, and lots and lots of spilled food. I had a math test afterwards.
I should start by mention that the tables in the lunchroom were small and square, enough to seat about 4 people, but they were still pretty heavy.
Anyway, my school had a fairly large Asian student population (mostly Hmong if anybody knows who they are), and there were groups of them who really didn’t like each other. One day, during lunch there was a loud crash. My friends and I looked over to see a turned over table and a group of Asian guys clutching chairs. One of them threw their chair, which flew past me pretty close to my face. We moved to a safer distance (I took my lunch with me too) to watch. I’ve seen school fights before, but this was a straight up brawl; these guys were serious. They were tossing the tables! One guy got his cheek bone broken from a chair in the face. The police came to break it up, and the aftermath was a lunchroom of toppled tables, scattered chairs, and lots and lots of spilled food. I had a math test afterwards.
I work as a bouncer to help pay for my undergraduate degree; what kind of fight do you want to hear about?
Me too.
For a while at least.I'll bite.
I was working as a bouncer in a fairly rough nightclub one night. Two girls started going at each other in the parking lot. We went out to break it up and saw that one had removed her shoe and was commencing to shove it into the mouth of the other.
In trying to break it up, one of our guys got a spike heel in the cheek and needed stitches. She managed to throw it at him from across the parking lot while the police were handcuffing her.
I was working as a bouncer in a fairly rough nightclub one night. Two girls started going at each other in the parking lot. We went out to break it up and saw that one had removed her shoe and was commencing to shove it into the mouth of the other.
In trying to break it up, one of our guys got a spike heel in the cheek and needed stitches. She managed to throw it at him from across the parking lot while the police were handcuffing her.
Those spike heels are dangerous, saw one go through a foot, lay open a face, etc. Pierced earrings are also a handicap; saw an Okinawan hostess lose her ears; ditto body piercings.
One of my favorites involved wanted to go to Juvie. He was being sent to a behavioral health facility instead. There were five or six officers standing around and this kid was spouting off about wanting them to hurt him and crap like that. Without any warning, this kid punches the police officer next to me square in the face and just missed me. The officer and I threw the kid against the wall before he knew what happened. I was quickly shoved aside as a herd of police officers pile into this kid. He had been one of the most annoying SOB's I had dealt with in a long time. Therefore, I thoroughly enjoyed listening to this sixteen year old kid crying for his mother. His mom just said, "I told you to do what they said." The stupid fish turd still went to behavioral health, which may have been the best punishment of all.
In the good old days I was the door-man at a bar in Northampton, MA. Great bar, lots of different types of people hung out there on Friday nights (big karaoke night). Veterans, townies, punks, Smith College women, UMass students, jocks, extreme-sports types; really good mix of folks. Oddly, they almost always got along. We had very few fights and I NEVER had to get the cops involved. Anyway, one night a group of skater guys was hanging out about fifteen feet away from me. Regular patrons, knew them fairly well. Two of the skinny ones get to jawing about something. They start scrapping a bit. Not a full-on battle, just a little scrum. I jump between them, remind them it's best to let cooler heads prevail, and that they can stay if they abide. Cool. They chill.
Twenty minutes later, they erupt. This time throwing haymakers. I jump right in again, one of the bar tenders comes to my aid and we separate them. I'm escorting this little skinny cricket out when he puts his hands on my shoulders, jumps about 3 feet in the air and open hand slaps his antagonist across the face. CRACK! It was a helluva slap, and a damn fine jump. Anyway, he's yelling "YEAH! YOU SEE! I GOT YOU! HAHAA!" to the other guy. So I, more forcefully this time, got him outside. He kept carrying on, and yelling about how much of a badass he is. When I get him outside, he's still talking big talk to the guy he slapped. He starts slowly walking away from me backwards, full of bravado, chest puffed out, arms boldly out to his sides. As he turns around, he twists his ankle on the curb, stumbles a few feet, and goes headfirst into the side of a parked car. WHOMP! He's laying on the rain soaked pavement alternating between holding his knee and his head and still talking about, "Yeah, you see what you get when you F with me?"
Sweet heavens it was hilarious.
Great story.
I have to admit when I read you worked in Northampton, MA I was ready for some weird stories of you breaking up fights between lesbians. But that just a stereotype of Northampton. Rode out there one day on my motorcycle. Seems like a nice town.
David
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