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Ever had a non alcohol-related skirmish with a random in public?
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i nearly had an altercation last night, related some a minor road rage incident, going into a car park, i was behind an range rover that for no apparent reason slammed on is brakes, it was wet and my abs kicked in, and i was abit incensed why he stopped.
as te car park was fairly empty , and skipped round him though some empty bays, only for him to come up behind my car with full beams on... ridiculous, anyway we park and i'm staring at him and his car, he looked like he was going to say something, but i had my hard as nails look and was ready to give verbal back if he started, he took one look at me and just walked on by.
as te car park was fairly empty , and skipped round him though some empty bays, only for him to come up behind my car with full beams on... ridiculous, anyway we park and i'm staring at him and his car, he looked like he was going to say something, but i had my hard as nails look and was ready to give verbal back if he started, he took one look at me and just walked on by.
I wear hooded tops from TK Max and I like to be in fights with people that think they are better than me.
What are you planning on doing about this situation?
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Last time I got into a fight was about 4 weeks ago when I was in a club for somebody's 18th. Some thug I recoginsed from the local area thought it would be fun to start pushing us all about on the dance floor.
Things pretty quickly escalated, little did he realise that there was about 20 of us (4 or 5 of us were there with the girl who's 18th is was, the rest were just club-goers) when we all got outside, general outside-a-club-sober-vs-drunk-fight; He spat at me, I hit him back, somebody hit him to the floor, somebody else kicked him in the stomach, then he ran home. Silly little boy.
I wish I could regret doing it, but he was a drunk yob, and we hadn't started drinking yet.
I simply can't take people when they are yobbing off at me like that.
Edit: I don't think I mentioned that he was with a few people too, otherwise it would just be a bit unfair and immature.
What are you planning on doing about this situation?
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Last time I got into a fight was about 4 weeks ago when I was in a club for somebody's 18th. Some thug I recoginsed from the local area thought it would be fun to start pushing us all about on the dance floor.
Things pretty quickly escalated, little did he realise that there was about 20 of us (4 or 5 of us were there with the girl who's 18th is was, the rest were just club-goers) when we all got outside, general outside-a-club-sober-vs-drunk-fight; He spat at me, I hit him back, somebody hit him to the floor, somebody else kicked him in the stomach, then he ran home. Silly little boy.
I wish I could regret doing it, but he was a drunk yob, and we hadn't started drinking yet.
I simply can't take people when they are yobbing off at me like that.
Edit: I don't think I mentioned that he was with a few people too, otherwise it would just be a bit unfair and immature.
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Got attacked on a bus once, on the way into Wolverhampton city centre...11.30am on a Friday morning.
Single decker bus, me sitting fairly near the back but minding my own business. Some chav morons, all probably 16-20, thinking its hilarious to chuck small balls of rolled up newspaper at everyone. I ignored it completely until they decided paper wasn't good enough and chucked a half full can of coke at the back of my head. I told them where to go (couple of four letter words included as you might expect). They did nothing until about 30 seconds later when one of them decided it was funny to get up, run at me and punch me in the back of my head. I stood up and punched the guy back then 3 of them all piled in and I got battered
Nobody on the bus did anything but start screaming apart from one random Eastern European guy who got up and started punching the chavs....legend.
I'm in bed, so I didn't really rofl at that, it was more of a roll on bed laughing, a robl. Even though it's quite a serious incident it was so funny in the description of the Eastern European guy. I can't say I go looking for fights but I was once threatened by a chav in Newport (Wales). He had me by the throat in a darkened tunnel, he was walking behind and said 'Excuse me, mate', so I turned around, as I did he grabbed me by the throat and pushed me against the wall, at which point I kneed him in the nuts and he ran away thankfully, he could have had a knife or anything. Properly rough in Le Port it is!
What on earth goes through the head of idiots who do that!?
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Jealous probably.
But to actually out and out cause someone so much grief, hassle, anger and expense for absolutely no reason other than your own messed up thinking? How does it in anyway compute to them?
It's scarey really, how they can disassociate themselves from another person to that degree...
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I don't know mate. Some people are just absolute ******** and if they can't have something (nice shiny car) then they'll just do what they can to try and ruin someone else's enjoyment of it, I suppose.
LOL! Another food one...
A neighbour of a mate of mine was coming out of High Wycombe one night, walking into one of the more dodgy areas, eating it late night kebab...
Some bushes russelled next to him and someone jumped out and tried to mug him for a kebab!!
The two were actually rolling around on the ground fighting over it! If you think about it, the mugger was actually doing him a favour probably
Ha ha, surely that's gonna be around desborough road area and the ambushers were either the local tramps or some prossies who haven't eaten in a while, due to them being complete trolls that no one wants to sleep with.
Leading up Priory Rd/Ave, behind M&S
When my mate moved into his first flat there (20yrs ago), I helped him move in... We found loads of goodies like used syringes under the egdes of the carpets.
He was up on the top floor flat in a converted house. The ground flat's windows were broken at the rear as no one lived there, and there was a mattress just lying on the floor, which a local lady of the night would utilise at times...
NICE AREA!
just reading all of the stories everyones put on this forum really makes me sick, only the chav based ones for instance the group of chavs throwing things off people at the back of the bus. why should we put up with this (sorry im bored), call me boring if u want (IL KNOCK YOU OUT) but we really...really shouldnt have to put up with that. since theyre wasting resources...cant we use them as tires for our cars (south park idea)
This Monday just gone funnily enough I had a close call.
Cutting a long story short, I commute on a bike. Riding along a narrow road he overtakes, then pulls back in front of me just before we get to a give way section. He's indicating left, and positioned to turn into a petrol station just after the junction. I think he thought I was going to filter past his inside but I didn't - I let him go without issue. He pulls into the petrol station and winds his window down, ****** and jeffing at me, giving me the finger etc. I just gave him a big beaming smile and waved at him.
I thought nothing of it and rode off up the road. Next thing I know he's wheel spinning out of the petrol station, chasing me. He cuts me up and winds the window down and started to say he was going to get out the car and knock my block off, lol! I asked him why and he said it was because I waved at him. I pointed out that that was a response to him sticking his finger up at me and that it was his right of way - I hadn't come close to cutting him up etc. I asked him if it was really worth it, at which point I think he realised he was being a ****. The fight kind of just drained out of him.
He drove off. I'm hoping to see him again, I'll give him a thumbs up next time.
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You kept your cool and once you entice them in to a rational conversation they usually start to see the daylight.How was the argument resolved and what was the outcome?
Got in a punch up with him might be a clue?
Punch up could be a few punches thrown. None connected. It then got broken up and both fighters went their separate ways without any phsical damage.
Punch up could also mean, rolling around on the floor, while others watched and stared, allowing both fighters to hit eachother until one of the fighters was almost dead. An ambulances were called and now both fighters bear scars for life - 1 of them even ended up doing jail time - so severe was the beating.
'Punch up' doesnt tell us much.
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I know it's alcohol related but..
I used to work in a bar in town on weekends (part time while at uni), and was clearing away glasses and generally just stocking fridges at the closed end of the bar.
There was a big sign stating that the till was closed, and to not block the glass collection area (where these two guys were standing).
Anyway, they call attention to themselves by shouting "Oi". Not something you want to hear when you're going flat out in a loud bar. So I turn around and say "sorry guys, I can't serve you here you'll have to go down there" (pointing at tills adjacent). They didn't like this too much and became aggressive.
At first I laughed it off but then they started becoming more and more agitated because I wouldn't serve them. Now, at this point I would like to add that the nearby till was not stocked with any money as it was empty from the previous night so it was impossible for me to serve them.. plus they were rude.
After a hilarious "don't you know it's illegal to be behind a bar if you're not serving" argument they started staring at me and saying "what you staring at?" in typical chav manner
I lost the plot and swung for one of the guys from the other side of the bar, knocking him to the ground.
Not proud of what I did (usually takes a lot to get me going) but the other guy just looked at me with a look that can only be described as disbelief.
Both were thrown out and said they'd wait for me.. yet no one showed.
I used to work in a bar in town on weekends (part time while at uni), and was clearing away glasses and generally just stocking fridges at the closed end of the bar.
There was a big sign stating that the till was closed, and to not block the glass collection area (where these two guys were standing).
Anyway, they call attention to themselves by shouting "Oi". Not something you want to hear when you're going flat out in a loud bar. So I turn around and say "sorry guys, I can't serve you here you'll have to go down there" (pointing at tills adjacent). They didn't like this too much and became aggressive.
At first I laughed it off but then they started becoming more and more agitated because I wouldn't serve them. Now, at this point I would like to add that the nearby till was not stocked with any money as it was empty from the previous night so it was impossible for me to serve them.. plus they were rude.
After a hilarious "don't you know it's illegal to be behind a bar if you're not serving" argument they started staring at me and saying "what you staring at?" in typical chav manner
I lost the plot and swung for one of the guys from the other side of the bar, knocking him to the ground.
Not proud of what I did (usually takes a lot to get me going) but the other guy just looked at me with a look that can only be described as disbelief.
Both were thrown out and said they'd wait for me.. yet no one showed.
Got a good one for this thread, was on the way back from a days riding with a mate on the pushbikes. Went to make a right turn, same old drill, signal, check behind you, move across the road, all going fine... and suddenly half way through this man in a van starts pipping his horn like his hands are on fire, so we had a look round and nothing was wrong, nobody was coming the other way and he was a good 50 yards behind us. Decided just to carry on anyway but the guy started following us down a little country lane so we though we ought to pull over to see if something was wrong with the bikes. Sure enough they were fine, the man in the van stopped too and went into some sort of angry rage mode, shouting "YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN BE ALLOWED THOSE ON THE ROAD GO AND RIDE ON THE PARK" and stuff like. Just thought **** this ****. He took a swing at my mate but missed so he got pushed into a hedgebottom and in the meantime I went round to his van, took his keys out and chucked them over the hedge into a field, then we just casually rode off. Didn't feel bad about it one bit