Nose boops. "Boop!"
Nose boops. "Boop!"
I blow people a kiss if they flip me off or yell at me. If it gets physical I tend to go for choke holds more often than throwing punches but it just depends on the situation
So you got into it with a probably mentally unstable person on you street who can probably easily figure out your house. Not smart for your family's safety. Plus you need to chill out or maybe you are mental as well
Wife and kids are my only trigger these days. Don't remember it ever doing me a bit of good. Pretty much ruins your night and for what?
One day during my lunch hour back in the 90's I went to a local Blockbuster video store for a movie rental. As I approached the front door this dude wearing some of those black half gloves with the fingers cut to the knuckle came up behind me. As a courtesy, I pushed the door open and let him go in ahead of me. Kind of one of those after you moves.
A few minutes later, I was down one of the rows looking at tapes and minding my own business. He came up behind me and brushed into me and said some $#@!, called me a pussy. The last thing I was looking for was a fight at midday while I was on break from work. I turned around and he got bowed up in a fighting stance. So did I. I took of my glasses, put them in my pocket bowed up too in a fighting stance and said loudly, "What the $#@! is your problem". A clerk saw and heard what was about to go down and said she would call the cops.
That $#@!er just stood there and I wanted to swing first, but I did not. When he heard cops, he hauled ass. To this day I don't know if he was a mental case, high or just looking for a fight. I had been in fights in high school and college, but never as an adult and gainfully employed married man. It still bothers me though, because I wish I would have cold $#@!ed his sorry ass.
You nailed it!! He did look like he had a little Dapper Dan in his hair.
Was his name DeLoss? Because I would have run him over with my glass bottom car.
Now if somebody were to threaten my wife or kids, it's on like Donkey Kong. But if they just want to start $#@! with me, cuss me out, call me names, etc., I don't give a $#@! - I'll exit that situation.
Loud exhausts save lives. I wouldn't have even heard that $#@! and I would be on my merry way.
Some dude in the crosswalk is not worth it. Run him down and be done with it.
* Do not run away. This may trigger an attack.
* Never turn your back to the threat.
* Maintain constant eye contact.
* Make loud noises, yell, wave your arms.
* Make yourself look bigger with your clothing or other objects.
Last time was in 2011 around Christmas. I was in Canada at a house full of French Canadian $#@!s. One of them was hitting on my girlfriend, so I kindly told him to $#@! off. I'm pretty sure they were all drunk and doing blow. I was sober. The little $#@! was about 5'6 135 lbs. I'm 6'0 and was over 300 lbs at the time. He started jawing some inane bull$#@! about how I should, "go back to Texas with your guns." I have no idea what he was trying to get at. But he got chest to chest and grabbed 2 hands full of my shirt hard enough to rip a button hole, I later found out. It took every ounce of strength I had not to end his life in that moment. His friend was grabbing both of us trying to pry him off of me. It struck me that I am in a foreign land in a house full of friends. It'd be 5 on 1 if I started fighting. My cooler, sober head prevailed in the end. And I'm lucky his friends weren't keen on fighting that night.
When I was a kid my father told me, "Never hit anyone out of anger unless you're absolutely sure you can get away with it."
I don't see how a stranger calling you names is humiliating or hurts your pride. Fights should be limited to protecting you or your family.
And agree with the poster that it's not worth getting mad at bad drivers. You only hurt yourself. But sure it happens to me but usually when I'm late for something which is usually my fault.
The Art of Physical Confrontations - A Spankytoes Manifesto
First year coaching a semi-pro baseball team I beat the $#@! out of the other team's catcher after he ran his mouth while I was arguing with the ump. I'm already 40 at that point and the kid probably around 25 or so. After the fight his team is crying that I took things too far because he was "only talking $#@!". My players later told me that I should have just talked $#@! back. I attribute to this to the younger generation being a bunch of $#@!ing pussies who just like to run their $#@!ing mouths.
When I have someone road rage at me, I give them a big smile and friendly wave. Half the time you can see the confusion register on their face that their insults and rage have been mistaken for friendliness. The other half of the time they go into nuclear meltdown and really start cussing and fliping you off. Either way, I drive off with a big smile. I win motherfucka!
In highschool, I was leaving school late on a 25mph street and was pissed about having a $#@!ty day. Some little $#@!er (for his age) just starts slowly walking out in front of my car and is flipping me the bird and not even giving a single $#@! that he was going to slow me down. This is where things go down hill for me.
I decide to "scare" this guy by driving really close to him and basically force him to stop walking. So doing about 20 I closed the distance and ended up rolling over his foot with my rear wheel. The dude slams the car and starts screaming obscenities that he is going to $#@! me up. I had 1.5 and 40lbs on the guy, so I immediately pull over and get out. That's when I see the police car hauling ass towards me from the school. As soon as the other kid sees the police car, he calms down and just sort of gives me this creepy stare.
The cop gets there, throws me up against the car. Nicely asks the other guy to wait across the street. The cop is now screaming at me, shoving me around and threatening me with jail, an asswhooping or both. He tells me to get in my car and wait for him. He walks over to the other guy and has a polite conversation and tells him it's OK to leave. The other dude just smiled at me, shaking his head, and walked away.
The cop comes back to my car after checking license and registration and his whole attitude is completely changed. He basically tells me I am a dip$#@! of the highest order. Turns out he part of a gang taskforce that has been watching the other guy. He is the head of a regional gang and they think he might have killed a few people recently. He was rough on me hoping the other guy would think it was enough payback and leave me alone. Told me if anyone asked I should tell them I am in deep legal $#@!. And to really really watch my back in school.
The next day, in the middle of class, this dude walks right in with 6 or 7 of his buddies and tell the teacher that I have to go out to hall with him. The teacher's face went blank and she swiveled in her chair and just faced the board. Luckily a number of my friends were in the class and they got up.
long story short, You don't know who you are $#@!ing with or what they are packing.
I usually roll over on my back and tell them they can have my wife. I still haven't found anybody to take me up on that offer.
How did this pedestrian not have the right of way?
Gonna need some MS Paint.
Unless the safety of you or your family is threatened, just walk the $#@! away.
is this seriously a thread where (some) 30-40 year old men are talking about fighting strangers??
I drive friendly. So don't have too many incidents. But everyone once in awhile some $#@!head like the one in OP comes around. I ignore them.
I do keep a pistol in my truck. Would only use it in the unlikely event I couldn't avoid a fight. In almost 20 years of carrying, hasn't happened yet.
Some guy on foot yelling at me in my car?
I'll fight like a $#@!ing tornado if it's necessary to protect myself or my family. But fighting because you've been mouthed off to or "disrespected" is for juveniles and losers. Full stop.
I've never been in a real fight as an adult. Anytime somebody road rages me or talks $#@! there's always a sense of regret because I feel like a victim/pussy; oddly similar to how I feel whenever I'm a victim of theft. But that sense of regret is nothing compared to the sense of regret I'd feel if I gave in to my anger and actually got into a fight. Best case scenario I maybe kick someone's ass without getting arrested. Worst case somebody dies (more likely me than him). Not worth it. That's why I hope I never carry a gun; temptation to use it would be too strong.
I hate when people wanna fight because they've been "disrespected " Some friends and I had stopped at the local Dairy Queen one day. We've finished eating and are talking. Some more people we know come in and start talking with us. Local roid head comes in and orders a burger and goes out. It gets brought over to where we are sitting. After about 15-20 minutes one of the guys says screw it and eats it. We had told the waitress it wasn't ours, there was no one in there, she said she didn't care.
Guy that ordered it came in and blew a gasket. Kept crying about being disrespected and $#@!. Few months later he crashed a buddy of mines wedding reception and got his ass beat by the guys uncle for a similar thing.
I was in a similar situation to this just the other day. I was walking down the street minding my own business and stopped at an intersection to cross the road. The sign at the crosswalk said "walk" and just as I was about to step off the curb, this jackass rolls into the intersection and just stops there. I didn't want to get run over so I waited for him to pass and told him that pedestrians have the right of way as he passed by.
So then this guy full on stops his car in the middle of the intersection and starts yelling back at me. Who does something like that? Anyways I talked some $#@! back to him and starts fumbling around with his seat belt and even stepped out of the car as if he was going to fight or something. Then I told him I would beat his ass and his woman intervenes and told him not to fight blah blah.. So he slumps his shoulders down, got back in his car and they drove off. As they are pulling away I winked at his girl and called him a pussy.
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