How many of you remember the first time you got in a fight? What happened? Did you win?

A better question to me was when was the last time I got in a real fight

Now that I am an older person I farm out my fights to other people even to gang bangers. I don't fight much anymore because even if I win and still get hit. That never used to happen the first time it happen was on the east river drive. I was in my mid 50s some guy cut me off. So I cut him off next thing you know we're fighting right on the east river drive near Houston street 2 am with cars driving by U.S. I will give the other guy credit he could fight, but he was in his 30s.

He split my lip. He broke my glasses eventually I caught him and he was down. I think I may have ran him over as I was leaving by accident.

Ever play shot for shot as a young kid?

We did it in the face. I always hit the guy first even if he was supposed to hit me first. Better make sure it ends after the first shot. If it doesn't you hit him again in the face and do it until after it ends.

So that was YOU? You %$@^&*& %$@#+*&

My last fight I was 67 I hit my son in law. He is now my ex son in law the cop. My daughter and him were living in my house until their house in Jersey was ready.

He gets sick coughing all over the place. He doesn't go to the doctor. I keep telling him go to the doctor. I was suspectible to chronic bronchitis at that time. I get it it knocks the shit out of me and it is catchy.

One day I see him putting the dishes away from the dish washer. He is coughing on them and putting them away. I freaked my daughter was still upstairs.

I told him that he and I were no longer related, and to get the fuck out of my house now. He thinks I am kidding which made me even more crazy. So I grab him by the arm and walking him out of my house. He pulls my arm away and starts to walk back in. Then I just hit him 3 or 4 times knocked him out. Then I drag him outside put him out on the grass.

I told my daughter what he did. Then what I did and told her if she has a problem she could get out to.

Foots you are just like my father and his generation. No patience. Violence solves everything.

I had a bad temper when I was younger but I only got into ONE REAL fight. It was with my friend. Well, she was one of my very best friends until she betrayed my trust. I was driving home and I happened to see her driving. So, I followed her. I practically pulled her out of the drivers seat as soon as she parked the car. I punched her with everything I had since she was much bigger than me. She fell to the ground. I wanted to kick her in the head a couple of times but instead let her get up and then I hit her again. As she fell that time she pulled down my bathing suit top. (I was coming back from a pool party had on my bandeau top and a skirt no shoes, perfect gear for fighting )
So I pulled up my top and while doing so she lunged at me, got me in the stomach then she and I were just pushing each other and then she grabbed my hair. Then we started to cat fight. It must have looked pretty funny.
I'm friends with her again now 27 years later. We both agree it was a tie but I really landed a couple good punches Ha ha.

Sometimes, I used to go out dancing with these Mexican girls. They were borderline cholas. So they used to tell me that these other girls from a different neighborhood may be there. That meant I had to bring my tennies (sneakers) just in case we had to fight. We always wore mini skirts and PUMPS. If you are gonna throw down, you can't be wearing high heeled pumps. I never had to fight, thank God. Some of those girls were built like bull dogs.

Edit:

Girls fight dirtier than boys.

Boys know where to draw the line. Girls don't.

The most vicious beating I ever seen someone dish out was a girl on another girl walking back up to school at lunchtime.

She was bashing her head off a car.

She could have killed her.

damn Foots you are an OG in every sense of the phrase. knocking guys out on east river drive in your 50's? boss.

anyway cant remember my first exact fight but I was in the single digit age. we all fought in my neighborhood, no exceptions. won some, lost some.

last fight I got into was a year and some months ago. me and some friends had words with some other guys, the guys I were with wanted to fight but I was trying to calm them down. I went over to the other guys and tried to do the same and one of them started to try and swing on me. I don't know exactly how, but I dodged two shots and lit the guy up. a small rumble ensued and we left. still don't know how I dodged those punches since I was pretty drunk lol.

My first day of school at Our Lady of Mount Carmel, with a kid who would go on to become one of my closest friends, who's still in touch with me today. True story.

Don't remember when was the really FIRST time I got into a fight, but I must say for someone wearing glasses it sucked every time. Glasses aren't really cheap, especially ones for -8 for every eye. Even after I wasn't getting into fights anymore, my glasses were constantly broken if I attended sports lessons (didn't take part in it as I suffer from asthma, but as I was in the same room, balls flying occasionally hit me in the face). Last time in happened in high school, I couldn't stand it anymore and attacked the one who threw the ball. A stupid action, I know, but I was so pissed for being forced to repair the glasses or buy new ones everytime.

why are glasses so expensive today. After you get all the coatings and tinting you pay around 800 dollars for a pair. I still can't see good with them

There were a number of knackers (gypsy,travellers)in my Primary school who were very rough, I was standing next to one at the urinals one day when pulled his dick across and pissed all over my hand. This obviously sparked a fight and I ended getting a good kicking off him and another knacker who was present.

No idea why he decided to urinate on me in the first place, I wasn't the kind to make trouble with that type of scum.

Man that's a killing offense.

The only time I pissed on someone he was already dead. It was at his funeral at the cemetery. It was not only me there were few other guys there as well we all did it.

Lots of daft spats when i was younger. Nothing serious. The worst fight i ever had was when me and 2 pals were having a snowball fight with some Pakistani kids who lived up our street, who we were actually friends with but it all ended up being a bit naughty. The other lot ended up with about 15 in number and they tried to pick a physical scrap with my pal. I stuck up for him and it got saucy. A big free for all in the snow. Those were the days. I would have been about 12 or 13

First and only at 17, buddy of mine got the phone number of my gf at the time and was saying nasty things to her. At lunch she texted me and told me he called her a c**t. We got into some fisticuffs at the end he stopped texting her and the next day we were back to bring friends. Funny part was when my dad picked me up from school he asked me what happened I said "He called Liz a c**t so I hit him" his response was "Good," that was the end of it.

Recently I had to go to a dentist for some work. He did not hurt me, but a few days later both my eyes went black. He had me on pain killers so I felt nothing when he worked on me.

People kept mentioning it to me what happened, who hit you what did you do to them.

Including my wife and kids. My kids thought it was funny.

I heard about so much I told one of them don't worry I have plans for my dentist later.

After I stopped going. I heard something happened to him right near the dental office a gang of black guys attached him. What is this world coming to.

Cool stories everyone.

How about I ask if anyone here has ever been bottled, stabbed, or shot? lol

When I was about 4. Local kid at the trailer park (yes I'm trailer trash so f&ck you...haha) kept picking on me and my brother told me to hit him so the next day he wanted to push me around and I slugged him in the stomach. Before I knew it they had to rush him to the hospital because he was bleeding and vomiting blood. It was actually the last time I ever seen him