Never have. I kicked the school bully in the stomach in 2nd grade. He bent over in pain, and I realized I had better run. I was a fast runner. That is the last time I hit someone when it wasn't part of wrassling.

Yeah well, given that current situation with the salesman, I was pretty amped up and was lucky I had the capacitance to maintain my resistance or I would'a blown a fuse and been back at that hardware store like a streak of lightening and put his lights out! :)

LOL! You could use one of these and just knock your own hole. Can that make you go blind?

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Haven't punched a guy in the face since junior high,,,,,but in my twenties(wild youth) purposely hit a guy with my car and beat the hell out of some other ********* in a nightclub parking lot with a pipe.

I try to avoid confrontation...so I can often go months without doing so.

Police concert, 2007 Was a dirty young Neo-Hippie who stunk and thought I actually "wouldn't" hit him when he insulted me after I told him to sit his ass down.

I waited till the Encore was just about done and drilled him. I'm 220 LBS and I lift, extensively.

Felt great. Only regret wasn't tossing him down 3 aisles. He collapsed and his GF started screaming.

i hate it when that happens

New Years Day 2008

Then 3 of his friends came over. I had a cracked rib and a black eye.

Last weekend, but it was work related. I also pepper sprayed a different assclown the night before as well. Twice.

He had been beating his wife inside the club, got tossed, so decided to resume outside.

I used the whole can on him.

Last weekend was very atypical though.

what club? just so i know to stay away SmileWavy

I'm not fond enough of them to give them a plug. :)

In controlled situations a couple of days ago. In a fight at least a couple of decades ago.

Why does this not surprise most of us? Doubt that you have grown up much since then...

Which is exactly why one should not consider getting in an old skool fistfight these days..... Some crazy b@stard could go off and come at you with a deadly weapon instead of his fists.

+1

You lefties are vicious huh? We've got you doing a pipe beat down & Dari ready to drop a guy like a used condom 'cause he wasn't polite enough! Damn! Do I need to start calling ya'll sir while I'm pointing out your stupidity?

Winter time and waiting on line inside a restaurant. Mixed crowd mostly low key except the mid 20s guys close by waiting with their girls. I don't care what they say or do and neither does the bride. Another older guy, around my age, calmly asks the guys to keep it down because there are ladies present. Within 5 minutes they're at it again. Now the old guy walks up to the largest of them, stares up, and asks again. The other loud mouth starts giggling and some what goofs on the oldster. The old guy returns close by me. We make small talk and I say that if it starts with big mouth I'll back you up after the others start jumping on you.

Within a few minutes bs starts again. Somehow he now has himself close to the group but not looking or acknowledging any of them. In the middle of nowhere the old guy swings his elbow across the jaw of big mouth. He slams into the wall and falls to the floor dazzed. Nobody saw that he got whacked. Nobody saw anything but me. The guy's friends were wondering what happened. The guy got up in a fog and became rambunctious as his friends jumped him and took him outside. They all left.

it was one of those times where you had to be there to believe it. Seems like that move would need a heavy bag and the right arm angles to perfect?

About 8 years ago. I was coming back late from a long flight, and the parking spot was on the opposite side of the street from my then apartment. I had a suit-bag in one hand, and a heavy aluminum Zero Halliburton attache case in the other.

A druggie of some kind came out of nowhere as I crossed the street, and started to lunge at me with a knife in a way that was kind of uncoordinated - but nevertheless very threatening.

It was one of these spur of the moment things. I probably could have run back to my car. But I was tired and pi$$ed off and damned if I was going to give him my briefcase (which he wanted), so I clocked him with it instead. The flat side of the briefcase, hard across the head.

He went down for the count. No one saw this, and my biggest mistake turned out to be calling the police to report the guy lying in the street outside of my apartment - but that's another story.

Damn! You lefties are like Indiana Jones!