Defending your home

Hooroo

I'll never forget being at Browns Bar (I think it was called, in Auckland) for Friday lunch and beer where they had the jack the rippers (I think it was every second friday)
 
Anyway, one of my mates who is always quick to say some thing cheeky, got annoyed it was taking her so long to get her gear off and he yelled out "Come on! We've all smelt it, now let's see it!"
 
Her male freinds happen to be right next to us and by jingos did that set them off. It took quite a while for a few of us to stop laughing before we realised we suddenly in the middle of a scrap.
 
Ahhh good times and I'll always remember that saying.

mariner4life

That's fucking gold!!
 
I got kicked out of the rippers once for asking if they had a union now. She was dancing about in her smalls, i asked when i was going to see where daddy hit her with the axe, she looked at me in disgust, but told me i needed to put $5 in for them to come off. I laughed, made my union comment, she gave a look over my shoulder, and i got the tap. fair enough mate (don't fuck with bouncers in the strip club).

Baron Silas Greenback

I was at the Red Back tavern in Acton back in the days and accidently knocked a guys drink (only top inch or so), not on to him, just the floor. I quickly apologised and headed out to catch up with my mates down the road. Could not find them so went in to the kebab shop and ordered a kebab. The guy wanders in after me, I notice him and offer to buy him a kebab to make up for me spilling his beer, I was very drunk so was in a jovial mood. He looked a bit shocked .. but accepted readily. As the kebabs got delivered he took his and then said in a quiet voice. "thanks mate I came in here to stab you with this for spilling my beer' he then showed me a nasty knife tucked into his waist.
 
6 months or so later he was in the news for murdering a guy at shepherds bush station.

canefan

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I was at the Red Back tavern in Acton back in the days and accidently knocked a guys drink (only top inch or so), not on to him, just the floor. I quickly apologised and headed out to catch up with my mates down the road. Could not find them so went in to the kebab shop and ordered a kebab. The guy wanders in after me, I notice him and offer to buy him a kebab to make up for me spilling his beer, I was very drunk so was in a jovial mood. He looked a bit shocked .. but accepted readily. As the kebabs got delivered he took his and then said in a quiet voice. "thanks mate I came in here to stab you with this for spilling my beer' he then showed me a nasty knife tucked into his waist.
 
6 months or so later he was in the news for murdering a guy at shepherds bush station.
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Thank goodness for kebabs!!
 
BTW was the knife a stiletto?

mariner4life

wow, that's fucked up!!
 
I only had a knife pulled on me once, in the middle of fucking Victoria St in Hamilton at about 3am. I was a bit pissy, walking with the missus, 3 little fluffybunnies walked past, made a disparaging remark at the missus, and then spat at me. I turned pretty much straight away and confronted the 3 of them (what a dumb fluffybunny, i was bigger, but couldn't fight for shit. But, you know, full of piss, and pretty arrogant to boot). The missus is usually the voice of reason, but in this instance she was VERY keen to get me away. I must have sensed something in her voice, because i started to back off when i noticed one of the little fluffybunnies in the back had a small knife in his hand. Made our way to other people pretty fucking sharpish. 
 
I would like to say i learned a lesson, but i didn't.

SammyC

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That's why whenever there's any chance of any sort of altercation it's best to walk away. As I know most of you are around about my age we tend not to bar hop and get on it every Friday and Saturday and numerous days in between like the good old days so there's not as much chance of drunken tomfoolery with some arsehole who looked at you funny on Courtney Place but this is something I'm going to drill into my boys. Resist the urge to get in any kind of scrap unless they absolutely have to, it's just not worth it.
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For once I agree with you. :)
 
I managed to narrowly avoid being done for assault after punching a bloke I found kissing my girlfriend at the time. Broke his nose, knocked out a few teeth and busted up my hand pretty good..
 
Paid all his dental and medical bills and apologised profusely the next day (all suggested by my lawyer). 
 
Nice to know I have the capability but next time I'll be thinking twice before hitting someone. 
 
All worked out for the best, now I have a much sexier Mrs.

Baron Silas Greenback

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Thank goodness for kebabs!!
 
BTW was the knife a stiletto?
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Looked like a hunting knife.

Hooroo

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I was at the Red Back tavern in Acton back in the days and accidently knocked a guys drink (only top inch or so), not on to him, just the floor. I quickly apologised and headed out to catch up with my mates down the road. Could not find them so went in to the kebab shop and ordered a kebab. The guy wanders in after me, I notice him and offer to buy him a kebab to make up for me spilling his beer, I was very drunk so was in a jovial mood. He looked a bit shocked .. but accepted readily. As the kebabs got delivered he took his and then said in a quiet voice. "thanks mate I came in here to stab you with this for spilling my beer' he then showed me a nasty knife tucked into his waist.
 
6 months or so later he was in the news for murdering a guy at shepherds bush station.
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WOW! I covered my mouth with my hand when you see something shocking, when I read that.
 
Incredible. Amazing how you can have no idea if something really bad is about to happen.

Hooroo

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wow, that's fucked up!!
 
I only had a knife pulled on me once, in the middle of fucking Victoria St in Hamilton at about 3am. I was a bit pissy, walking with the missus, 3 little fluffybunnies walked past, made a disparaging remark at the missus, and then spat at me. I turned pretty much straight away and confronted the 3 of them (what a dumb fluffybunny, i was bigger, but couldn't fight for shit. But, you know, full of piss, and pretty arrogant to boot). The missus is usually the voice of reason, but in this instance she was VERY keen to get me away. I must have sensed something in her voice, because i started to back off when i noticed one of the little fluffybunnies in the back had a small knife in his hand. Made our way to other people pretty fucking sharpish. 
 
I would like to say i learned a lesson, but i didn't. 
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Some great stories popping up here.
 
I can't remember how we came about to agreeing to this bu at Whangamata we 'organised' a big scrap at the Rugby club late one night and it all happened and we must have been on top as there wasn't too much damage to any of us and then we heard "F(*& this, I'm getting my gun and this dude went to the boot of his car.
 
Man did we bolt, but not just us, also the dudes we were scrapping with. Runnning side by side, jumping fences. etc back into town (not that far) I remember that I was split from my mates and with a couple of dudes that were involved and thought I could be in a bit of trouble but they were chilled and were just as glad as I was to get out of there.
 
Never found out if he did have a gun in the boot and not too concerned if he didn't as it taught us all a quick lesson that sh$t can escalate!!!

canefan

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Looked like a hunting knife.
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So not like this then
 
<img src="http://img08.deviantart.net/1f7f/i/2010/202/c/9/greenback_and_stiletto_by_ashley_the_wolf259.jpg" alt="greenback_and_stiletto_by_ashley_the_wol">
 
All joking aside that is a scary story, how close you were to serious harm

mariner4life

an organised ruck at the rugby club? What, were you fighting the Whangamata firm? 
 
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Hooroo

No, they were bogans. Fully fledged paid up black jeaned bogans and we were prettty much all surfers/rugby players.

Hooroo

Man we were dumb.
 
One night when bored two of my mates (it was late and we were gathered at the surf club like everyone our age seemed to) went down to the beach and held hands as they walked along, kowing it would provoke something.... and it did.
 
Also remeber a massive prop being knocked out by this little samoan dude. Turned out he was a golden gloves boxer!

Paekakboyz

Holy shit BSG - that is fucking scary. An amazing story but it gave me chills. Best Kebab you've ever bought aye!

NTA

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So not like this then
 
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All joking aside that is a scary story, how close you were to serious harm
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Can you believe they remade it?

antipodean

On one memorable occasion attending a favourite drinking establishment the first rule I ever learnt; if you knock a man's drink, offer to replace it even if you're not at fault, didn't work. At all.
 
Bloke quietly drinking against the bar by himself gets knocked by some people passing through as happens in a crowded bar and as a result he bumps into the heavily tattooed bloke next to him, which causes the tattooed bloke to spill his drink. Explains he was bumped, apologises and offers to pay for replacement. Offer isn't taken up and the tattooed individual becomes increasingly animated in voicing his displeasure. All the while the quiet bloke with a patient, measured tone is explaining that it wasn't his fault but he'll replace the drink, never raising his voice.
 
Tattooed bloke takes a swing and has it blocked, his arm pinned and then broken. Quiet bloke grabs the bloke who by this point realises he should have taken up the offer and pins the back of his neck against the edge of the bar, grabs a glass, then explains one more time in a tone that suggests his heart rate hasn't yet hit 60 that it wasn't his fault, he offered to replace the drink but "you had to be a big man, so fuck ya" and with that smashes the glass into the other guy's neck. Then simply walks out of the bar which was deathly silent for what seemed like an aeon.
 
So second valuable lesson learnt as a young bloke; if you're getting upset and someone else is remaining calm, there may be a good reason for it.

taniwharugby

One time walking home alone from town, a few beers under my belt, I hadn't had a good night, had an argument with my missus at the time and stormed home...on the way these 4 teenage toe rags stepped out of a dark drive way and demanded my shoes and wallet, I was not in the mood so pushed the one that did the talking hard up against the fence told him to go fark himself and I wasn't giving him shit, and stepped past the other 2 in front of me and walked away, rapidly...about 100m away I crossed the road and looked back and they were all still standing there staring at me, but I turned and once I got round the bend about 50m away I broke into a run to my street which was only about 1km away...I expect they were thinking I'd just hand my things over and didn't know what to make of me.
 
I also have a good friend who is maybe 5ft 6, 75kg tops, but he's black belt in something, has done some close protection/body guard work in the UK, and said on most of the courses he goes on, you end up with ex-SAS, KGB, Mossad types. But We used to do play-fight a bit (as mates do) and by fuck he was tough to ever get a grip on or pin down, CQB stuff is pretty impressive. We'd pretend like I had a knife (with a stick or something non-lethal obviously) and I never managed to get him with it, even after I learnt half his tricks!

MN5

What do you say to a bloke like that ? "enjoy the bab, cheers for not stabbing me" ?
 
Any of you guys have that "mate" who gets in fights with multiple people at once and kicks all their arses without a scratch but this ALWAYS happens when there's no one around to see ? ie "walking home and got jumped by six guys with bats and knives but I wasted them all?" ( come to think of it I pushed some druggie in the gutter who grabbed my old man in town but that story is actually true and he was there to see it and say thanks and buy me a beer, funny how the animal instinct kicks in when family are threatened.....)
 
There was a joker I knew through others who had all sorts of "war" stories about all the fights he'd won but again, similar situation to BSG, spilt a drink and someone ( just one bloke ) frightened the shit out of him by grabbing him round the collar. It was by the entrance of the fats in welly in the late 90s ( fucken feral bar where your shoes stuck to the floor ). Fucken funny viewing and none of us bothered helping him cos he was a fucken tool.

Baron Silas Greenback

I did a martial arts for years as a young adult. I learnt a few important things.
I am not much of a fighter, I dont have glass jaw... but I have one hell of a bleeder nose. 
Plus unless you are really good, fights ending very badly usually come down to luck.
 
BSG Master 7 and Miss 5 are both right into jiu jitsu at the moment, they frikking love it. Kinda funny seeing a little blonde petite 5 year old girl learning that stuff.

MN5

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I did a martial arts for years as a young adult. I learnt a few important things.
I am not much of a fighter, I dont have glass jaw... but I have one hell of a bleeder nose. 
Plus unless you are really good, fights ending very badly usually come down to luck.
 
BSG Master 7 and Miss 5 are both right into jiu jitsu at the moment, they frikking love it. Kinda funny seeing a little blonde petite 5 year old girl learning that stuff.
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Being big, doing a bit of sparring here and there, having a good reach and a hard head helps I find. I have a couple of very willing partners in my 14 and 16 year old "stepsons" so that's good fun.....My kids ( both boys ) are exactly the same age as yours BSG and I'm in the process of choosing some kind of martial art to help unleash the fury.
 
If you know a punch is coming and are ready for the impact you can definitely take it a hell of a lot better than a king hit you don't see coming that's for sure.

The Silver Fern

Defending your home