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General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: craz07 on August 14, 2015, 09:23:25 AM
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3 and can you believe none were started by me!!
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One, outside a bar. Not started by me either. I did not fair well unfortunately, but my opponents were two much larger guys than me. I got one good one in but don't remember much after that, except finding the guy who started the fight a few hundred yards away sitting on his bike.
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lmao that is hilarious
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it was zoney's fault
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i would say i was 2-1 the one loss I had the guy was bigger and clearly outmatched me by just stiff arming me to the ground... i'm glad he just did that and didn't give me a haymaker or a roundhouse lol....
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I do not think that I can honestly cite one were I have a conscious contemporaneous recollection of one, but judging by the bruises and the small cut under a black eye that I discovered one Saturday morning, I would say at least one.
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lol could've been worse
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I wish I was lucky enough to not be in a barfight but i was always the backup buddy, always had to mix it up when things went down... couldn't just be on my own and stay away from brawls
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With or without a weapon involved?
I was a bartender for 6 years. Too many to count...Most of the time I did the breaking up of...
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dang, that must've sucked
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I had a good pair of regulars for most of that duration that came in on the busy nights. Pseudo bouncers. They were big men and drank essentially for free.
Once when they were NOT there, I had to do a Jesse Owens 'leap over the bar' to break up a fight, just as I got in between them, BAM, I knocked out. It stopped the fight, and I learned a lesson, stay out of it. :) Let one of them get the other on the ground before jumping in.
Another time a guy I had cut off flashed a gun at me inside his jacket and threatened to shoot me in the nuts. I just picked up the phone and told my manager "Dial 911, we have a weapon in the bar" and said it loud enough for the perp to hear. He left. Cops caught up to him down the road I heard.
Another time, a pair of guys I'd cut off earlier in the evening...well, they decided to stick around and wait for me to come out the back door at 2am. One was sitting on the hood of my old beater, the other was leaned up against his own car. "Well well well, lookie what we have here!" one of them spouted.
I got so frickin mad I charged them both screaming all the way across the parking lot "I don't care if I die, this job does NOT pay enough for this roadkill. One of you is going down!"
I must have looked a little crazy as they immediately jumped into their 'running' car and tore out of the parking lot about the time I arrived. Still angry, full of adrenaline, I grabbed the bumper and was suddenly a passenger, being drug around the parking lot. They finally took the corner out of the lot and I swung off, rolling, ruining my shirt, shoes were focke-d up. I was shaking like a tree, so much adrenaline. I am pretty sure I would have killed one of them if I'd got to them before they escaped. :old:
I should really document those 6 years, it'd be a pretty good book. Lots of women, drugs, after hour parties...damn, I was really planning to save those brain cells for old age but alas, I spent them in my youth.
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If you search the BBS, I think I documented the 5 times I had a gun pulled on me (Twice fired)
All incidents except one involved alcohol, only 2 involved actually in a bar or bar parking lot.
I'm not bragging, having a gun pulled on you, let alone fired in your direction, is a very unnerving thing, you feel very helpless.
It's probably why I conceal and carry today!
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I would say half of one. I've never been in myself, lol, but I had to break one up my ex got in. As much of a temper as I have, by the time I could get into a bar, I was already Navy and knew I couldn't afford something like that.
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i laughed out loud with ripsnorts comments, serenities just gave me that pain of being in charge again.. grrrrr.....
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A few when I was younger , looking back on it now I see that everyone involved was pretty stupid including me.
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I would say half of one. I've never been in myself, lol, but I had to break one up my ex got in. As much of a temper as I have, by the time I could get into a bar, I was already Navy and knew I couldn't afford something like that.
Was that the backpack incident?
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Number of fights I couldn't say for sure. Enough to get banned from 2 bars worth.
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Was that the backpack incident?
:noid
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Number of fights I couldn't say for sure. Enough to get banned from 2 bars worth.
you're an animal! I've been banned from 3!!! All for innocent rabble rousing....
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0 :old:
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Stupid
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I have been in quite a few. All over the world.
Sometimes I get singled out because I can appear to be a scary biker with military tattoos all over myself (and a SlipKnoT tat). Some people see me and decide to see if liquid courage will help them. Most of the time I can talk my way out and have a few beers with them.
Had one time in Western, PA a few guys started their crap with me. I turned around to face them and drifted myself to have a back to a wall. I gave them one last chance to walk away from this. For a few minutes it was all lip service from them. They were all taking turns holding eachother back so I started to say things to tempt them.
One rule in Marine Corps hand to hand combat is to drop the big one first. Usually the rest will stop. Their protection is gone...
The next time the big one got close enough, I pulled a flashlight out from behind my back I had prepared. This flashlight has a special feature. It doubles over as a tazer. I stuck it in his neck and let a crap ton of volts run through his body.
The other two grabbed him and left.
I sat back down and enjoyed my beer. When the cops showed up, it turned out they were friends of mine.
Nothing happened beyond that but it is my funny story of an encounter.
I have been in a lot though.
I think what helps me is that I am trained. I still work out and work a bag every day. And I don't get that adrenalin rush most people get. For some reason, that kind of fear doesn't overtake me. Now show me a snake and I will show you fear. But never in those situations for some reason.
Good stories so far.
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Funny as hell....
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My family was in the tavern business. My dad owned several places over about 20 years... He had good bouncers and staff, for the most part. Especially "Lurch". 6'7" biker look, yet very controlled and gentle of tone. Until, that is, things got out of control. More than a few trouble makers woke up in the dumpster... Two guys got into it with dad, who was in his 70s at the time. Lurch adored my dad, who gave him a job, a place to live and treated him like a son. Those two guys regretted their bad judgment immediately and for a long time thereafter. No one, absolutely no one messed with dad, much less laid a hand on him.
Several times I stopped by to visit and had to deal with obnoxious drunks. Usually not a big problem, if you handled it right. My brother worked with dad, one time a table of loud idiots required some calming down in "Smedley's". When my brother asked them to be a little less rowdy, one showed him a .32 pistol. My brother just walked away. About 10 minutes later he walked by like he was headed somewhere else and suddenly clobbered the gun toting drunk so hard in the head with the bar billy, that it fractured his skull. The cops arrived just in time to collect the gun and see the jerk off to the hospital. A life lesson....
By the late 1990s, all of the taverns had been sold. It's a rough business, with long hours and too many jerks.
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My family was in the tavern business. My dad owned several places over about 20 years... He had good bouncers and staff, for the most part. Especially "Lurch". 6'7" biker look, yet very controlled and gentle of tone. Until, that is, things got out of control. More than a few trouble makers woke up in the dumpster... Two guys got into it with dad, who was in his 70s at the time. Lurch adored my dad, who gave him a job, a place to live and treated him like a son. Those two guys regretted their bad judgment immediately and for a long time thereafter. No one, absolutely no one messed with dad, much less laid a hand on him.
Several times I stopped by to visit and had to deal with obnoxious drunks. Usually not a big problem, if you handled it right. My brother worked with dad, one time a table of loud idiots required some calming down in "Smedley's". When my brother asked them to be a little less rowdy, one showed him a .32 pistol. My brother just walked away. About 10 minutes later he walked by like he was headed somewhere else and suddenly clobbered the gun toting drunk so hard in the head with the bar billy, that it fractured his skull. The cops arrived just in time to collect the gun and see the jerk off to the hospital. A life lesson....
By the late 1990s, all of the taverns had been sold. It's a rough business, with long hours and too many jerks.
I wish I would have had one of those! :D
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Every single one of them.
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Never one unless working. Working Ive been in a few beauts.
Ive always generally liked a quiet, dignified life. Unless someone tries to bully me, or maybe another, then I might blow up. Most drunken fools will back off when you give them the "dead eyes".
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Zero. A few shoving matches but never anything that ended up in a real fight at a bar. The last real fight I was in I was in the middle of a circle of guys and got my rear handed to me. I did lay one guy out in that split second that I thought I might somehow fight my way out of the situation (it works in Hollywood) but after that it went poorly for me. I may not have deserved the level of beating I received, but I did instigate it and after that had little control of the outcome...good lesson.
Been a long time since I've been even close to getting in a real fight. Maturing isn't such a bad thing :D
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A few when I was younger , looking back on it now I see that everyone involved was pretty stupid including me.
:rofl :rofl :rofl
I read this and thought aint that the truth! Once I was barred from a friends bar....... :uhoh As Shamus said I was pretty stupid and would have been better off just walking away.
:salute
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I've managed to avoid getting into fights all my life. Helps that I am big and generally don't carry myself like a victim.
Knew a couple guys who had a tendency to get a bit mouthy at the bar if they figured they had backup and I told them in no uncertain terms, if someone else started it I was with them, but if they started it it did not immediately become my problem.
Wiley.
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"bar fights"
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after 10 years locked up by time I was 22....I have lost count how many fights and violent situations I have been in...
I would tell you guys some stories of my hay days of just getting released and being a straight up madman....but you wouldnt believe me anyways :rolleyes:
although I have been wanting to write my story....thousands of people over the years of tattooing....have told me I have inspired them and should write it all down....
im at the thought process now...what's the friggen point...no one cares about God...no one wants to hear the truth.
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no one cares about God...no one wants to hear the truth.
I do.... I know who you are now, and that's a great family guy and a gentleman.... What it is that changed you into what you've become is sure to be a great story.
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I do.... I know who you are now, and that's a great family guy and a gentleman.... What it is that changed you into what you've become is sure to be a great story.
:salute
what changed me...
simple....Love....as cliche as that sounds...I saw huge Blue eyes from a tiny little girl that I had created...first time I cried in a long time.
I appreciate the words.
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Don't know how many all together. Broking up more then I've actually been in...have had 3 beer bottles smashed over my head...
Best one was in Korea, 10 off duty MPs thought they were "pretty much Infantry"...turned into a 8 on 10 brawl with lots of MPs feeling sorry for themselves afterwards.
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I worked as a bouncer at the Firwood Tavern for about 4 years it was just a part time job ( family friend owned it) we did have to break some heads at times, it was almost as wild as the movie road house but not quite.
Once I had to take a shotgun away from somebody cuz he wanted to go shoot the two people that just kicked his ass.
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I owned Ink in a fist fight once.
It was awesome.
We have made up and he agrees i am more awesome than awesome
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I owned Ink in a fist fight once.
It was awesome.
We have made up and he agrees i am more awesome than awesome
I think I said explicitly...LESS awesome.....
and you cheated.....I was sleeping at the time :old:
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:rofl Horrible!
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Zero.
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:salute
what changed me...
simple....Love....as cliche as that sounds...I saw huge Blue eyes from a tiny little girl that I had created...first time I cried in a long time.
I appreciate the words.
I completely agree 100 percent (crying and all), I was a madman before I had my daughter, now I'm more calm and don't have the awful anger and impulses that I used to have... Now I'm just semi-angry part of the time when i'm not drinking :embarrassed:
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I do.... I know who you are now, and that's a great family guy and a gentleman.... What it is that changed you into what you've become is sure to be a great story.
As usual I agree with WW Ink. You probably should write your story. If it saves one person from winding up in the clink and dealing with the demon you've had to I'd say it's worth it.
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I should really document those 6 years, it'd be a pretty good book. Lots of women, drugs, after hour parties...damn, I was really planning to save those brain cells for old age but alas, I spent them in my youth.
we should sit down and swap stories some day.
I got into the bar business quite by accident. A friend of mine worked at one in the Ft Worth Stockyards and had been practically begging me to come check it out. I finally did after riding a small bull so I could end my 'career' on a positive note (I'd gotten pretty banged up by one about a month before and decided to cut that silly stuff out). So I'm walking up to the club and see my buddy standing there with another guy.
'That's him' my friend says
'Do you want a job?' other guys asks
'Sure' I laughed thinking it was a bit
'Good you're security take the front door'.
I wound up learning how to DJ eventually and turned that into a pretty decent gig with Philip Morris for a couple of years before I had to settle down and be a dad. I'd probably still be in the biz if it hadn't been for Squid coming along but that's no lifestyle for a parent that takes it seriously.
How many bar fights have I been in? Too many to count. I've had a cracked jaw, broken ribs, broke my right hand more times than I can remember, I've been stabbed (fortunately not badly as he was incompetent fool that wound up blubbering on the floor before he got hauled off to jail), shot at twice, and so on. I've also taken a couple of beatings. That happens from time to time.
The upside of all of that if you can call it one is that all 5' 9" and 155 lbs of me doesn't flinch when situations could get tense. I much prefer diplomacy to physical altercations but I can handle myself if it comes to that.
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I don't know, more than twelve, mostly in Germany in the Army.
One however was different, I am in the SCA, we were at a tournament in New Mexico in the 70's it was big, must have been thirty five of us in the list. At one point, about the second round, a bunch of us had at least an hour before our next fight, we loaded up in a pickup truck and drove down to the local cowboy bar in Tiejeras.
The expected happened and the bar erupted... It was fun, most of us were still armored up, except for helmets, I was hit hard in the solar plexus, right in the middle of my chest plate... the fight went on for a bit, then one of the SCA types yelled "We need to go! The next round starts in 20 minuets."
We disengaged and loaded up to go back. As we were going out the door the locals invited us back....
Kevin
(Thorgierr Gunnersson KSCA)
Or Gunnss
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Worked in a college bar while I was a student my last 2 years, there were fights every weekend that needed breaking up, was fun, very few real violents, mostly drunk college kids, I am not BadA** or Huge, didn't really need to be, we had several bouncers, if someone was giving you grief or was Not going quietly a flock of white shirts showed up instantly to lay hands on, if guys went kicking and screaming they usually got skipped off the concrete on their way out or were tumbled down the stairs, we would let them back in after a few days if they promised to be good :D
Carbondale, IL _ American Tap and Gatsbys on the Strip
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"skipped off the concrete" that has a familiar ring to it.. don't mess with bigger guys... lmao...
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I think I said explicitly...LESS awesome.....
and you cheated.....I was sleeping at the time :old:
well i could not win if you were awake could i!
ok ink i submit you can tattoo my john thomas.
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Worked in a college bar while I was a student my last 2 years, there were fights every weekend that needed breaking up, was fun, very few real violents, mostly drunk college kids, I am not BadA** or Huge, didn't really need to be, we had several bouncers, if someone was giving you grief or was Not going quietly a flock of white shirts showed up instantly to lay hands on, if guys went kicking and screaming they usually got skipped off the concrete on their way out or were tumbled down the stairs, we would let them back in after a few days if they promised to be good :D
Carbondale, IL _ American Tap and Gatsbys on the Strip
Never been to those but I believe I have drove by Gatsbys quite a bit
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Bill Clinton's gotten 1 too less if you ask me....
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well i could not win if you were awake could i!
ok ink i submit you can tattoo my john thomas.
:rofl :rofl :rofl
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I've never been in a bar fight, and I don't think I ever even seen one. Either way, doesn't seem like a point of pride to me.
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I've never been in a bar fight, and I don't think I ever even seen one. Either way, doesn't seem like a point of pride to me.
Don't you think seeing one would be a sign of good eyesight...?
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I have yet to see a bar fight, all they do is lay on the ground
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I have yet to see a bar fight, all they do is lay on the ground
Are you off your meds again meatwad?
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Sometimes, or its the after effect of a sausage pizza which is about the same
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Sometimes, or its the after effect of a sausage pizza which is about the same
whoa whoa calm down its just pizza relax....
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There is no relaxing with sausage pizza, it is the devil.
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i believe its the opposite
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If you been here for a while, you would of noticed this is a long running gag about pizza
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pizza is good
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Pizza is love. :old:
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Wow great and entertaining stores. My only moment was in a town which never really have problems. Galway city. I grew up in the capital Dublin where drug hits and killings were normal. But Galway was supposed to be quiet.
One night me and my my GF were in a fast food place in the supposed quiet city of Galway, Supermacs, a burger joint, after a night of conspicuous consumption of drink. Surermacs is the place to go.
Me and the girlfriend are there eating a burger. It's on the same street as the main cop station in the city. So at some point some Spanish girls there were some Spanish girls getting hassled by some local dicks. A Spanish guy with them attacks the Irish guys. He gets a bloody nose but the Spanish girls take off off their high heels and get stuck into the Irish guys. At this point the bouncers get involved and it all kicks off. Meanwhile the cops arrive and they whack the Irish lads although at one point I see a cop tryig to get in the door only to receive a punch from an Irish guy.
I turn to my future wife and remark how funny it all is. We were absolutely blasé about the whole thing.
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Wow great and entertaining stores. My only moment was in a town which never really have problems. Galway city. I grew up in the capital Dublin where drug hits and killings were normal. But Galway was supposed to be quiet.
One night me and my my GF were in a fast food place in the supposed quiet city of Galway, Supermacs, a burger joint, after a night of conspicuous consumption of drink. Surermacs is the place to go.
Me and the girlfriend are there eating a burger. It's on the same street as the main cop station in the city. So at some point some Spanish girls there were some Spanish girls getting hassled by some local dicks. A Spanish guy with them attacks the Irish guys. He gets a bloody nose but the Spanish girls take off off their high heels and get stuck into the Irish guys. At this point the bouncers get involved and it all kicks off. Meanwhile the cops arrive and they whack the Irish lads although at one point I see a cop tryig to get in the door only to receive a punch from an Irish guy.
I turn to my future wife and remark how funny it all is. We were absolutely blasé about the whole thing.
lmao thats a good one...
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32! ?But I was a bouncer at our local country bar !!!
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not enough
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I can remember one I was in... The guy had been hitting on my date for a long time that night and he just wouldn't take no for an answer. I had enough and i told him to meet around the back of the establishment. I proceeded to go out back and lo and behold he had 6 of his buddies out back with him. I was looking at getting my butt walloped when I heard behind me "Don't worry we have your back." 2 force recon Marines and 5 Army Rangers were backing me up.
BTW did I say it was a bar out side of a Marine Corps base and Army Camp??
Well needless to say some butt got whooped and it wasn't mine. Don't go to a bar frequented by military personal and harass any one there. We may have our differences but when it comes to dipsticks sticking their nose into it, we have each others backs.
Later we found out after the cops cleared everyone, 2 of the sweetheartwaffles had warrants out for their arrest.
LawnDart
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I can remember one I was in... The guy had been hitting on my date for a long time that night and he just wouldn't take no for an answer. I had enough and i told him to meet around the back of the establishment. I proceeded to go out back and lo and behold he had 6 of his buddies out back with him. I was looking at getting my butt walloped when I heard behind me "Don't worry we have your back." 2 force recon Marines and 5 Army Rangers were backing me up.
BTW did I say it was a bar out side of a Marine Corps base and Army Camp??
Well needless to say some butt got whooped and it wasn't mine. Don't go to a bar frequented by military personal and harass any one there. We may have our differences but when it comes to dipsticks sticking their nose into it, we have each others backs.
Later we found out after the cops cleared everyone, 2 of the sweetheartwaffles had warrants out for their arrest.
LawnDart
who were the sweet heart wafffles tho in the end was it navy...?
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3. Was out with my girl at a dance club with some friends of mine. So we shaking and grooving when we hear a girl tell a guy to stop grabbing her. Didn't really think to much on it since its a dance floor and accidents happen. Well then she tells the dude again and asks him to leave her alone. My girl walks over to her and confronts the guy. He starts going off on her telling her to basically mind her business. I hang back Just watching and letting her handle it. She might be 90 lbs soaking wet but she alittle firecracker. Well then the dude made a mistake of grabbing her on her arm to move her to the side. She looks at me and basically gives me the ok to step in. I get in between them and tell him not to touch for any reason. He starts cussing and pointing his finger at me but I just stand there. Now I'm 6 ft 275 so I don't get intimidated easily. I told him just to go then he made another mistake. You see the start of a boxing match on TV when they go forehead to forehead. Well that's what happened. I back away one step he just takes a wild swing and hits me in the collar bone. I swing back and got him right in the left side of his face and he drops. Well then I get hit in the back of the head and not gonna lie it hurt. Didn't notice his buddy. So I turn and get hit in the eye. Well by now my buddies noticed so they come storming in along with security and big fight ensues.
Black eye,headache from hell, welt on collar bone.
2 . At a club on a date with girl in above story (2nd date). I'm alittle tipsy and I'm trying to Bob and weave my way to bathroom. Now like I sd I'm bigger so its kinda hard to move around in a club especially when you drink and not bump into someone. Well on the way bump into guy by bathroom door. Didn't think nothing of it at first. Come out and 2 guys are standing there. The guy I bumped into steps infront of me saying I disrespected him (little chollo wanna be if you from westcoast should know what I mean) I say I'm sorry and offer to by them a beer and tell them I'm on a date and didn't want any trouble. Well they didn't like that and decided to put there finger on my forehead and slightly push. I step back a couple of feet and they move close again. Well the guys buddy decided to grab my shirt and starts talking trash. By now I knowy we gonna fight and really nothing I can do. So I swing and hit the dude grabbing my shirt. Instantly knock him out. I'm talking snoring out. The original guy hits me in the nose and busted it open. I hit him think in stomach and he hits me in the eye. I grab him and basically bodyslammed him into the wall behind me and we both end on the ground. I end up on top and just start swinging. I'm way bigger than the dude so he isn't gonna push me off. Well then I fell a hand on my shoulder and thinking a third dude whip around ready again. But it was my date just standing there saying lets go. We go to her place and she cleans me up and takes care of me rest of the night.
Blackeye,busted nose, bloody knuckles. Busted brand new shirt that I just got for that night. And new girlfriend. :)
1. Out with friends at a bar. Me and my bestfriends girl go outside to smoke. Now she is hot. She looks like the girl from the movie girl next door but shorter. She was wearing alittle skimpy dress cause she likes the attention. Se we bs'ng when a guy walks up and starts talking to her. She tells him she's taken and the guy leaves. About ten min later he comes back with a drink. She declines and he asks why. She tells him she wont take drinks from someone she dsnt know and isn't at the bar to get it if someone buys a drink. She just protects herself. It took months for me to get her a beer without her being there Just to give you an idea. Well he starts saying what you think I spiked your drink yada yada yada. I ask him to just go and he gets into my face. We jaber jaw for awhile then he swings and misses horribly . So bad it looked like we were hugging how wild the swing was. We both go down to the ground and rolling around then I literally get thrown back. U look up and see the biggest security guard I have seen. We get 86d out of the bar for a year.
Just a dirty shirt and some ground rash.
Bestfriends girl is Ashley
My girls name was Jennifer. Unfortunately we are no longer together. She finished college and got a job offer in Germany and I encouraged her to take. Still talk 1-2 a year and She is now married.
I was 22-25 for those am now 32 so still a young'en and probably get a few more in before I retire from night life.
After read reading it man girls get me into trouble and from some of the other stories they get you guys into trouble also
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I would own all of you :old:
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1. an Arabic man told my battle buddy he didnt do S*** for anyone and he should have died. This was his 3rd day home we were a bit drunk. It went south fast and I just went with it with out thinking. A few minutes later we were told "Thank you for your service....but your barred from this establishment for the next year. Do things different next time"
Im not much of a bar goer in the first place lol
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After read reading it man girls get me into trouble and from some of the other stories they get you guys into trouble also
Sounds like my normal Friday and Saturday nights back in the day.
Okay, one story, just because it's funny.
I was about a year into my 'bouncer' career and had learned, the hard way, the art of careful negotiations with alcohol infused tough guys.
It was a Sunday night and we had been staging a bikini contest at 10 just to draw some people in after their day at the lake. During the contest a couple of guys started jabbering at each other. Both of them were semi regulars so I got in between them and told them that I knew both of them and didn't want to have to ask them to leave and bar them for a month also, since it was Sunday and slow, I was the only guy on the floor and I didn't want to get in between them if stuff went down.
They separated and went back to hanging out with their friends but kept eyeballing each other the rest of the night. Frankly I appreciated them showing restraint because my skinny rear trying to break up a 10 man bar fight wasn't going to end well for me.
The club closes and I'm walking out to the truck talking with our overly enthusiastic new guy. We get to the parking lot and there's the two groups going at it. No weapons that I can see and the new guy starts to jump towards the fight.
I grabbed him and told him to sit down on the tailgate. He goes 'shouldn't we break this up?'.
'H#ll no' I said 'We're off the clock and we have front row tickets to this stupidity'. So we watched.
Funny thing is, within a few months, the original combatants were running buddies.
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Had few of those front ringside fights but mostly when I was in high-school. House parties are kinda thugish where I grew up. If anyone in Arizona in Phoenix by Trevor Browne and maryvale HS. So not the greatest of neighborhoods. Best one I saw guy pulls a screwdriver (dnt know from where ) other guy pulls off his belt. But the belt had a big metal beltbuckle. Guy with screwdriver got screwed lol
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:salute
what changed me...
simple....Love....as cliche as that sounds...I saw huge Blue eyes from a tiny little girl that I had created...first time I cried in a long time.
I appreciate the words.
The kind of love only a child can show you. Changed my life forever. I think they can tame even the wildest o beasts.
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cherished memories all of these stories I'm sure lol... If it wasnt for my kid I'd probably still be out n about up to no good...
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I had a bizarre interaction one time at a club, what a waste of time, I think the bouncers were feeling to trigger happy that night.. But I was walking down the stairs of this huge club that goes down by some exit doors when some dude bumps me right in front of the doors.. Immediately me and the dude that bumped are pushed outside out to the back parking lot now with the door shut... I'm thinking you got to be kidding me, all I was doing was walking down the stairs next thing you know I'm out in the parking lot with this kid that bumped me, I don't know if it was on purpose or completely by accident, but it's very weird being outside in the lot with this guy that I believe caused me to get "bounced" out of the bar.... No fight ensued so I begin walking towards the front of the club trying to contact my buds cuz my night is now over and done with...
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Actually I have to confess I did start a bar fight once.. I was with my ex-girl who I was insanely jealous about.. as we were walking out of the place unbeknownst to me some dude (the door bouncer) is looking her way, I can't even say staring... but regardless I get up in his grill and say "wtf are you looking" at or something to that effect, I was pissed that night. Well he pushes me and I'm swinging at him right after... Immediately I'm swarmed and almost crushed to death by a team of huge bouncers... guess who spends the night in lockup.... Definitely a learning experience for a very angry young man at the time...
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The kind of love only a child can show you. Changed my life forever. I think they can tame even the wildest o beasts.
true that :salute
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As above....My kids saved me...
Not one of mine but it was funny...well to me and the other bystanders too...anyway....
I used to work behind a bar for kicks and watching people slowly get drunk is very funny....anyway...one night there was a guy who was just being an obnoxious prique...not really a problem..had many of them as where i worked pumped on the weekends and was frequented by full of themselves rich kids... anyway...he got a bit too crude to one of the female tenders (happened to like her too) so that was it..over the bar I went.... grabbed him dragged him to the door...next thing two of his mates are there also getting all bolshy...Candy man was on the door (always had a lollypop in his gob supplied by all the ladies) so he sorted the two mates out whilst I passed the guy I had onto the other bouncer....
Then he started...the lip was unreal....by this time candyman had the other two out front also...man...alcohol does some strange things to people....these guys decided that candyman was an easy beat down....the guy was about 6'5 and filled a doorway...not fat.. solid mass.... anyway he said to these guys I'll meet you over the road (no scraps outside the bar was the rule) in that carpark (underground carpark).... handsomehunkes went and waited for him.....
Candyman goes over...no one can see anything but all of a sudden there is an almighty crack...and then this unbelievable wailing i'm sor... Thwak...don't hurt me ..sorry sorry.... small amount of scuffling (last guy was running around trying to get away) and then again another whack....
every one who was at the door waiting to get in just stayed on the street listening...we were all cracking up.... Candyman just waltzes back to the door big smile on his face and continues to where he left off...
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Does being a bouncer in a Rock / Hip Hop split bar night club count?
Then yes, I was in a few in the early nineties
NwBie
:cheers:
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I worked in the Ye Old Lion In Warrington.
I was 14 and under age, best education into how society works :)
Nothing as daft as people both blokes and women.
No ghettoes in Warrington it was too working class and no liberals.
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Going to a bar ... why? What's to do in a bar? I've been in a bar maybe 20 times in my whole life. Bars bore me. :old:
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Zero bar fights.
I catch them alone later and see if thier sentiment is different.
It usually is.
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Im bored on the road...
I actually have only been in 1 bar fight....I used to go to them and look for people who wanted to fight but none wanted to fista cuff with me...only one stepped up....
but I think a story of prison life is fitting.....
I was sent up at 18.....I was 170lbs and 6 ft and absolutely full of hatred...
I was in pop about 6 days when I heard a giant of a man was asking about me....
that is never a good thing....I had a very serious piece of steel and was more then willing to use it.....I was very aware of my surroundings and didnt let anyone get a jump on me...
one day I hear this man is coming up to my cell..... I figure now is the time to make everyone aware I was not a fish...
I lay down on my bunk like I am reading and have my right arm under my pillow with my shank in hand...to get to my head this person has to reach for me while his face will be right at my hand level....
in walks a 300lb guy...he looked exactly like one of the old Samoan wrestlers...like a friggen caveman...
if I was a crack head I woulda jumped on him right then and there.... and started stabbing him.....I just waited to see what he would do....he has to reach out to grab me....I am rushing with adrenaline and my arm is like a steel spring waiting for any movement towards me...
he asks " you Paul Fields?" I am I respond he asks....."you know Dawn Coleman?"
I was so tense I couldn't think of who that was I ask "who" he re-says the name...
I realize he is speaking about my cousin....I say "ya she is my cousin" he says..."well she wants me to look out for you while you are here"
takes me a second or two I say..."that's why you are looking for me?" yup he says...
so I sit up and place the shank next to me...it is a wicked piece of steel......
his eyes widen as he looks at it...back at me...back to the shank...back at me...and says "ya you will be fine"
he had no clue how close he came to dieing that day.....
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Well my opinion of bar fighters, and Ive probably had to respond to thousands of them in the last 30 years, is about the same as it is of people who brag about beating people up on the internet.
sweetheartbags. 100% of the time. sweetheartbags.
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3 and can you believe none were started by me!!
over 30.....in one year......1981....none were started by me either. was offered a job as a bouncer for the summer....great venue....900 seats.....was a top tier bar with top touring bands at the time. no idea how I survived any of it.
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Well not exactly, now I remember one that was started by me when I told some door bouncer off saying what are you looking at or something to that effect when he was looking at my girl at the time... he put his hands on me first tho :old:
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Drugs R bad mmKay Craz?
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I had anger issues, the other fights were backing up buddies, there is nothing you can do when all hell breaks loose and you don't know if your going to get popped or not, I guess i should've ran home lol
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Actually I said that because you already told us about that one. :)
Actually I have to confess I did start a bar fight once.. I was with my ex-girl who I was insanely jealous about.. as we were walking out of the place unbeknownst to me some dude (the door bouncer) is looking her way, I can't even say staring... but regardless I get up in his grill and say "wtf are you looking" at or something to that effect, I was pissed that night. Well he pushes me and I'm swinging at him right after... Immediately I'm swarmed and almost crushed to death by a team of huge bouncers... guess who spends the night in lockup.... Definitely a learning experience for a very angry young man at the time...
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oh ok don't hurt yourself with sorting those quotes out there
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East High School, PUHS 70 to 74, eventually the school was closed for unnecessary roughness.....
Small world,
Kevin
Had few of those front ringside fights but mostly when I was in high-school. House parties are kinda thugish where I grew up. If anyone in Arizona in Phoenix by Trevor Browne and maryvale HS. So not the greatest of neighborhoods. Best one I saw guy pulls a screwdriver (dnt know from where ) other guy pulls off his belt. But the belt had a big metal beltbuckle. Guy with screwdriver got screwed lol