Now why did I go and ruin it by saying that?

[Yamabushi]

Ok. I recently got into a tussle with the husband of someone I work with at a social event. He threw a punch, I ducked under got a body lock, tripped him, went from side control to mount, controlled his arms so he couldn't punch me and then we got pulled apart.

So far, so good. Nobody's been hurt, everything can be chalked up to drunken stupidity and Xmas and things are going ticketyboo. Then I start channeling Steven Segal, look the bloke right in the eyes an tell him "You shouldn't pick a fight with someone who can kill you".

What the fuck was I thinking? Was there anyway I could have made myself look more of an arsehole?

At least this time I escaped unharmed. I once told this bloke he wouldn't be able to throw me in randori. I'm 5'8" tall, weighed 65 kg at the time and was a 1st dan in Aikido. That didn't end well but at least it ended quickly.

Anyone else have those experiences where everything's going your way and then you go and open your mouth and say something titanically stupid?

[Permalost]

I was once with my dad when he got into an altercation with a homeless guy who said he could kick my dad's ass. My dad said "you better pack a lunch". I now use this line whenever someone says they can beat me up.

[3moose1]

Uh, Yeah. I'm 17, so this happens just about every day of my life.

[M.C.]

Well, technically you are right, you could kill him.
But it is not the best thing to do in such a situation. Though I had a situation where telling someone I don't want have any trouble after I RNC him (he attacked me) didn't do me any good.
I guess the best thing is to walk away from those kind of situations. People are stupid (if alcohol is involved more so) and don't know when they are beat or it is time to STFU. Sometimes you have to be reasonable for them and walk away. :byewhore::cya:and :XXhippylo

PS: more proof that BJJ works in the street!
You should have screamed: " where is your wing chung now bitch? (he looks at you with a blank face) WHERE IS YOUR KUNG FU? YOUR AIKIDO? BITCH!"

[Hooded Justice]

I was a bartender in the cheapest bar in a college town so needless to say I dealt with my fare share of drunk fratboy assholes. One night during a game two of them got into a shouting match and started the whole pushing/"whatcha gunna do?" thing. The take it outside lines didn't work. I was a novice bartender and I REALLY hated the frat guys that came in, so in order to put an abrupt halt to shit I took out the pair of brass knuckles I carried and slapped them down on the bar. The look on their faces was priceless. I gave them the take it outside line again and now you could see they weren't fighting anyone anywhere. For no real reason right as they started giving each other the "you got lucky" talk I threw in "You guys wanna start shit in here I'll be more than happy to finish it for ya." and actually slipped the knuckles on. Stoic pwnage to cocky idiot in under 5 seconds. Such is life when you are a bartender at a denny's.

[ZenOfAnger]

Denny's sells alcohol? The same Denny's that has all day breakfast around the country?

I never knew.

[Hooded Justice]

Denny's sells alcohol? The same Denny's that has all day breakfast around the country?

I never knew.

I think they all serve beer and wine and after that hard stuff is up to owners. The one near me now has an actual lounge. The one I was working at just had an area designated as the bar and had a little 1 man bar. $.75 wells and shots. Oh how Potters must prosper off denny's.

[battlefields]

I worked at the statistically most violent club in Australia. I (well, the club) used to give cabbies $10 for every time they came out and picked up patrons, because we closed at the taxi change over time and the club is nowhere near any town centres. I dealt with violent drunks every night, who would be pissed off that I made them wait in a line. "we're not children!" they'd exclaim as they pushed and shoved for a better place in the line. "Stop acting like them then" I'd reply.
One rainy night there was a particularly drunk dude with his girlfriend and he'd been turfed for picking fights. He tried unsuccessfully to jump the line, I told him I had a cab for him and his missus. This guy started having a go at me, saying he'd punch the shit out of me and all that. I was polite and told him that he should get in the cab as he was causing a scene and his girlfriend obviously wanted to get home. He came at me and due to his state was able to redirect him non violently to the cab, his girlfriend sort of calmed him down but he was still claiming his alpha status, so I gave a little taunt, "listen to your missus, little boy", as he was getting in the other side of the cab. I'd obviously enraged him with this, his girlfriend had successfully got him in the car when the other door on my side burst open and he began clambering through.
"Goodnight, sir," I said patronisingly as I shut the door on his head, knocking him out. It was funny, a service to the cabbie who would've had to deal with a belligerent idiot and the girlfriend couldn't stop apologising, but I couldn't help but feel a bit of remorse.

[bombom]

I worked at the statistically most violent club in Australia. I (well, the club) used to give cabbies $10 for every time they came out and picked up patrons, because we closed at the taxi change over time and the club is nowhere near any town centres. I dealt with violent drunks every night, who would be pissed off that I made them wait in a line. "we're not children!" they'd exclaim as they pushed and shoved for a better place in the line. "Stop acting like them then" I'd reply.
One rainy night there was a particularly drunk dude with his girlfriend and he'd been turfed for picking fights. He tried unsuccessfully to jump the line, I told him I had a cab for him and his missus. This guy started having a go at me, saying he'd punch the shit out of me and all that. I was polite and told him that he should get in the cab as he was causing a scene and his girlfriend obviously wanted to get home. He came at me and due to his state was able to redirect him non violently to the cab, his girlfriend sort of calmed him down but he was still claiming his alpha status, so I gave a little taunt, "listen to your missus, little boy", as he was getting in the other side of the cab. I'd obviously enraged him with this, his girlfriend had successfully got him in the car when the other door on my side burst open and he began clambering through.
"Goodnight, sir," I said patronisingly as I shut the door on his head, knocking him out. It was funny, a service to the cabbie who would've had to deal with a belligerent idiot and the girlfriend couldn't stop apologising, but I couldn't help but feel a bit of remorse.

Everything about you is wrong.

[battlefields]

Everything? You are perceptive.

[Munacra]

I love a world where white belts are the toughest dudes.

[bombom]

Everything? You are perceptive.

Yes, everything.

[ZenOfAnger]

To battlefields:


Learn to indent and make paragraphs. By simply hitting the enter key twice,

(like this) you make it to where people might actually read your posts.

I can tell you right now there is no way I am going to strain my eyes to read that crap, especially when it's not worth reading anyway.

And welcome to Bullshido, by the way...

[ZenOfAnger]

I want Denny's real bad now.

[Flail_Crapple]

I want Battlefields to be hit by a train real bad right now.