Have you ever been in a fight? The kind with fists hitting faces?

[bertha katzenengel]

I was, in 4th grade, I think. For some reason a tall, skinny girl with long brown hair took offense to my existence and decided we had to fight. I don't remember it well, but I do remember wondering why.

You?

[TomInTib]

1. Dozens of times.

Life in a small Texas town.

I can only recall the reason(s) for a few of them.

Man, I am glad I don't do that anymore.

At least I kept my looks and did not embarrass myself too many times.

[datsafact]

18. 3 outta 4 ain't bad

Can't agree with the last one.

[skygazer]

2. Oh, dear. Yes.

:blush:

I don't even remember what it was about. But I wasn't a kid - it was about 10 years ago and it was with a friend of mine. I was mad at her for some reason. She showed up at the place I lived and I went out to her car. She rolled down the window and said, "Do you know where so-and-so is?" and I replied, "Get out of the car."

She said, "No, because you'll hurt me" (she knew I was mad). So I said, "Okay" and nailed her through the open window. Then I opened the door, dragged her out, punched her, reached in the car and grabbed the keys and threw them in the pasture (so she couldn't escape) and went back to beating her methodically.

The girl who'd come with her sort of timidly came up to me and kind of patted me on the shoulder saying, "Skygazer? Skygazer?" I just shoved her out of the way without even looking at her and went back to what I was doing - she wandered off to the pasture on a fruitless search for the car keys.

It ended when the girl I was pounding on got away and fled on foot down the road. I'm not proud of any of this - my only excuse was that I was deep in the throes of a major depressive episode but that's no real excuse. My friend understood that, too and we laugh about it to this day, though somewhat ruefully. :blush:

edited because I forgot how to spell

[Misunderestimator]

5. You did that as an adult?

Wow. Did she press charges?

[skygazer]

10. No

Thank goodness. As I said, I'm not proud of it. I am NOT the kind of person who goes around punching people out. I went for over 25 years as an undiagnosed depressive/bipolar - that happened during a very bad time mentally. As a matter of fact, it and other events around the same time were what led to finally being properly diagnosed and getting treatment.

[Misunderestimator]

19. That's cool.

I'm glad you got help. :hug:

[flvegan]

31. I wailed the piss outta a guy in high school.

I was a freshmen, he was a senior. He tried forcing himself on my friend. She said "no" but he didn't get it. When confronted, he swung first.

By the end of the night, I was in pc, he was in the hospital.

Never underestimate the power of the fat kid enraged.

[sakabatou]

41. That I know

More mass = more preassure per sq. in in a strike

[WritingIsMyReligion]

3. I've been the queen of snark, and yelled---

but never any fists.

:P

[SmileyBoy]

4. Yes.

It happened occasionally to me between 4th and 9th Grade.

[Misunderestimator]

6. Yep... Happened to me too.

operative word... "to"... :hug: I've never hit anyone in my life.

[MiniMandaRuth]

7. My friend was called a fag last year,

and I punched the guy in the face then kicked him when he was trying to hit me back. Dammit. I always stick up for my friends.

[Common Sense Party]

44. Was violence justified in that situation?

[huskerlaw]

8. Oh yes.

High school. A girl in the grade below me spread a rumor, then proceeded to call me a "10 cent whore" in front of the entire gym class. After class we were all in the girl's locker room changing...the teacher was male, so I knew he wouldn't be able to come in and stop me...so I beat the hell out of her. Complete with grabbing her ponytail and slamming her face into the lockers.

She never called me a whore again... ;)

[Common Sense Party]

45. Was violence justified in that situation?

[devilgrrl]

54. How many times are you going to ask that?

And what exactly is the point you're trying to make?

Many of the posted incidents seemed to have happened during youth - who are you to judge?

BTW, was violence justified against Iraq?

:eyes:

[turtlelowe]

9. When I was in second grade

My brother and I were two of four minority students in a school of about five hundred. My brother, though older than me was smaller than me and everyone else at the school. The fight was with a kid everyone called "Chunk" who had my brother down on the ground and was pounding him. I jumped on top of the kid and hit him with everything I had to get him off of my brother. All the teachers saw was me pounding on the kid when they came to break it up, they "overlooked" the fact that my brother, bloody and bruised, was picking himself up off the ground. They tried to suspend me for starting the fight. My mother and father cleared everything up with the principal and I didn't get suspended. "Chunk" never picked on my brother again.

[kwassa]

11. I was suspended for fighting in high school

A kid threw an ice ball right in my face. I had to defend my incipient manhood, and we had an absurd fight rolling around in snow parkas in about a foot of new powder snow, so there was much attempted punching and little effect. My nose started bleeding immediately, though, looking rather dramatic against the fresh snow.

Although I didn't start it, the principal had to suspend us both. This kid had been bugging me for some time. It stopped.

[DS1]

12. Exhilirating, isn't it?

[AngryAmish]

13. Everyone has to get in a few scrapes as a youth

It is part of growing up. However, if one is still getting in fights after about age 23 then you have problems.

[MrSlayer]

14. Sure, all kinds of fights.

Hockey fights, gang rumbles, fair ones after school, not so fair ones on Friday nights and straight beatdowns when warranted. I haven't had an all out fight with anyone in over ten years though and haven't hit anyone in about three years.

[Gormy Cuss]

15. Well, if we're including childhood, yes I have.

I never started a fight but because I was bigger than most kids my age I was the one who stood up to bullies who were picking on my friends. Sometimes this meant fistfights. I had an older brother who both taught me how to defend myself and the importance of knowing when to run like hell rather than fight back.
:yoiks:

I learned on my own that standing my ground with a menacing look made most bullies hightail it out of the area. :mad:

[Strong Atheist]

16. No, not really. Don't like or approve of violence. nt.

[HEyHEY]

17. Oh yeah, tons

You gotta be able to back up a mouth like mine

[tinfoilinfor2005]

20. Five years old, in kindergarten. I had just come here from Germany

and didn't speak a word of English and they threw me in school. I was in the bathroom and another girl came in and was pointing and laughing at me and mimicking my funny language. I punched her and grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head in the toilet.

That night a police car came to the apartment where we were living and I caught all kinds of hell. That ended my career as a prize fighter.

[gollygee]

21. Not since junior high

but I was back then.

[DancingBear]

22. I grew up in a blue collar town and played hockey

What do you think?? :) :)

[TomInTib]

23. I have also participated in the ultimate fight...

Close quarter, hand-to hand combat.

Fortunately, I was able to prevail 100% of the time.

[NV Whino]

24. Yes.

I was a little girl, 2nd grade I think. A little bully that hung out at the community center stole my red jack ball. After he finished hiding in the boys' bathroom I went up to him and punched him in the eye. Got my ball back. He was a little older and half again as big as I was. The local teenagers stopped their basketball game and cheered.

The best part, however, was when his dad frog marched him out to the school bus the next morning and made him get on with his brand new, shiny black eye. I don't recall the little bastard picking on anyone else, male or female, after that.

As an adult, fisticuffs evolved to wine thrown in the face of an obnoxious bully. I'm still pretty feisty.

[LynzM]

25. Never.

You know that part in Fight Club when they talk about knowing yourself by how you act in a fight? I guess I don't really know myself, yet. :shrug: I kinda hope I never will, if that's the case. I've done some pretty unkind wrestling-style fighting, but never with people I was genuinely angry with, just for practice.

[Nikia]

26. I gave a boy in ninth grade a black eye

He had been sexually harassing me for months. Then he turned physical so I punched him in the face. He yelled insults at me but walked away. He left me alone after that.

[RevCheesehead]

27. Do brothers count?

If so, then hell, yeah! :)

[buddhamama]

28. yes, with my brother

i wish i could say we were younger but no, i was 20 he was 18. no one "won" btw.

[DawgHouse]

29. I had several fights in elementary school.

They shouldn't have picked on my brother!

[Redneck Socialist]

30. Not since middle school

I'm pretty mellow.

[Fredda Weinberg]

32. You just need a draw

Paul was the tallest girl in the second grade and I was tired of being abused. And I learned another important lesson: it doesn't hurt as long as you're fighting back.

I soon become one of the most popular kids in my cohort, but never lost my contempt for the in-crowd and spent most of time with the girls they continued to ignore.

[GalleryGod]

33. 4 years ago..at a High School Basketball game..No fists,though

My knee. His crotch. Heel of my hand. His chin. Game Over.


Some moves are just classic.

[Deja Q]

34. Yeah, but I never did the fighting.

:)

[BreweryYardRat]

35. Closest thing in a while...

...was a guy hitting me over the head with a book while I was dozing in class senior year of HS. Slammed him into a wall after class and yelled at him until he apologized. I'm 6'2" and well over 200 lbs-most people tend not to get too aggressive with me, for some reason. ;-)

There is one immature preppy bastard in my Arts/Humanities class I may have to beat bloody, though.

[SeattleGirl]

36. Once, and it was with my dad

After years and years of living with his alcoholic behavior, he finally did something that just made me snap. I started pounding on him, and he on me. My mom and my brother pulled us apart. Neither of us were hurt, but I do now understand what the phrase "blind rage" means.

[xmas74]

37. Quite a few.

When I was younger it was to show that I wasn't a wimp. As I got older I played street hockey so you know I fought then. As a college student it was usually in a bar when some girl decided that she wanted my man and would pull my hair. I had to teach those girls a lesson.

As an adult I worked for five years in mental health w/ 552's (not guilty by reason of mental defect) and worked part-time as a jailer. I was in the fight but not by choice-just enough to defend myself, or in mental health, a coworker. (They always attacked the pregnant staff first and I jumped in). By this time it was more of the blocking shots and using proper holds bit but technically, I was still in a number of fights.

At one point in time I had them written down. All the fights I had been in as a child, a teen and a young adult along w/ what I had to do at work came out to almost 1000 fights of some sort before my 25th birthday. The last real fight-I was pregnant and a 552 slammed a mop handle into my six and a half month pregnant stomach. I doubled over for a minute, quickly realized that I was alone (no other staff in the home) and went on the defensive. I admit it-once I had him on the floor I kicked him in the ribs and stomach a few times. I'm not proud of it(and I did get a suspension from work for it) but I was protecting my baby and would probably do it again.

[HarukaTheTrophyWife]

38. Lots...broken stuff too.

My father started teaching me how to fight when I was five (rough neighborhood). We moved to the suburbs when I was 11. The cheerleaders would pick on me for being the new kid. That ended when I got surrounded and jumped during recess. I ripped out a girls earring. I never got in trouble and by HS, I was friends with most of them.

Middle school...got in lots of fights. Never lost. When I was 13, I got in a fight with a boy. Threw him off a dock into the lake. He told his dad. His dad was gonna press charges or something till he realized his boy got his ass kicked by a girl.

HS...challenged once by the "scariest" girl in the school. Told her that I would meet her anywhere she and I would kick her fucking ass. We ended up friends after that. No one had ever stood up to her before.

I'm a 2nd degree black belt. I used to compete full contact. Now I have major issues with actual fighting. In karate, I've broken noses and ribs on others. It happens. I also had my shoulder disclocated sparring when I was 13 and I had to continue the fight. The only fight I've had as an adult occured in a bar. I was jumped. I just stepped back and let her push me. Our friends broke us up. These days, that's how I like to fight. In terms of the martial arts though, I am out to destroy you if you are in the ring with me.

[u4ic]

39. Never

[KitchenWitch]

40. I always got into fistfights with the boys...

:crazy:

[sakabatou]

42. A couple

7 8th graders surrounded and mocked me because I looked like some other guy. One of them jumped me, and I nailed him with a roundhouse elbow. One came behind me a kneeled down as another pushed me. I walked away. The good news is that each of them got suspended for 2 weeks.

Another time I was in 2nd grade. I was playing a game with friends, but I called it unfair, and it was. My "friend" called me a liar. I pushed, he punched, I choked.

Another time, I was playing basketball at a camp. A camper was being a real asshole to me so I told him to STFU. He grabed my arm and I choked him. I didn't realize I had done so, a natural reaction. He got punished. I got away.

[ghostsofgiants]

43. About a year and a half ago...

Though it was more along the lines of me getting punched, refusing to fight back, and leaving. Yay pacifism!

The whole situation was so idiotic too, just a couplke drunk douchebags looking for a fight, they figured my friend and I were perfect targets, I guess.

[WCGreen]

46. At least twenty or twenty five....

[Heidi]

47. Nah. I was born a pacifist.

Wait a minute. Does wailin' the tar out of my little sister count? :shrug:

[Broken_Hero]

48. Yeah, two fights involving fists...:)

My first one, 3rd grade, I snuck up behind this bully, with a 2x4, and i full on hit him across his upper back...he turned around, and I was gaping...he took the 2x4 outta my hand, and then he proceded to pummel me in the face, until the other kids at the playground pulled him off me...he was a 6th grader at the time...

Second one, at church, ...I full on punched my brother, with a closed fist...I sent him sailing over the rows of chairs, and I jumped over the the row of chairs he flew over, and i kicked him a good one in the guts, then people got in between us...I was 17, him 15...

My brother is the only person, whom i have closed fist hit. I am a big man, and I don't hit people with my hand...I grab them, crush them, or my usual, bounce their head off something nearby, a wall, sidewalk whatever....

A fight i had in college in 95, i picked a guy off the ground, and rammed his head into our tv, in our tv room at the dorms...then brought his head straight down into the stand, that was holding the tv up, then bounced his head twice off the floor, then i rolled him over, planted my knee in his sternum, and I cocked my fist back, and then...the rage passed, and I got off him, left him to his crying and what not...

The above mentioned fight, is roughly the same way, I have fought through high school, and college...albeit, i haven' fought anyone in over two years, damn near three...I use to be a dorm matron for my alma mater, and I had a few run ins with drunks there....btw, i'm 6'4, 335...so yes, i'm a big man...:)

[REDKING]

49. not recently but still have the scars.

[progmom]

50. i have managed to avoid that, barely

I wouldn't ever fight back. Sounds all noble, but in fact it just makes people think you're a better target. :(

One of my proudest moments was in ninth grade, when a junior with a nasty reputation for violence came up to me in the hall and told me she was going to beat me up after school. I raised myself up to my full height and said: "If you really want to hit me, why wait? Just do it here and now. I don't have time to wait until the end of the day."

She just kind of growled at me and walked away. I went to my next class and nearly collapsed from an oversupply of fear. But she never bothered me again.

[asthmaticeog]

51. Yes, I have. It didn't suit me.

[Blue Diadem]

52. I didn't fight back,

When I was in 4th grade I was punched by a 6th grade boy who took our 4 square ball. The girls and I went chasing it and he picked it up and wouldn't give it back. Holding it out and taunting us, I tried to grab the ball from his hand and he punched me in the eye. So with my swollen black eye I had to sing in a school program that night. :blush:

[Kali]

53. Decked a drunk down in Mexico one time - it was kinda scary

and later the air went "missing" out of our tires, but they were intact.

My friend and I had gone to a baile in the next town from where we were staying with a couple of the teenaged kids of the lady we were staying with. We danced and drank a few beers and stupidly went out in the dark without a male escort to pee. These drunk men kind of surrounded us and were talking dirty and one sort of apporached and tried to touch me, I told him to get away several times. My friend was getting really scared so I just hauled back and decked him in the jaw. He went down, his friends started laughing and we got the hell out of there.

Now I am kind of a legend down there. Hee hee.

Had a fight or two in grade school - not much beyond mutual shin kicking if I recall, had a couple close calls getting physical with a guy I needed to get away from in college, but that was kind of one of those sick situations.

I am raising my niece and have issues with her mother (my sister) - sometimes I have really violent dreams of beating the shit out of her. I worry if I ever see her again that it won't happen.

[Left Is Write]

55. Sort of.

When I was seven and the neighbor boy was six, I saw him teasing my two-year-old brother, taking his toys and holding them up too high for my brother to reach and then taunting him. I saw the proverbial red and just ran up to him, knocked him over, sat on him with my knees holding down his elbows and made him eat dirt.

My brother is now 34, about six feet tall, and can probably reach his own toys and take care of himself now.

[LeftyMom]

56. More than once. I'm small enough to look like a victim but I don't act

like one. I've had to prove that I'm not willing to be picked on since I was a kid.