Did he have the death sentence on twelve systems?
Most American bar fights typically consist of two or more idiots getting into a shoving match because they are talking shit trying to look badass until they can figure out a way to get the fuck out of there without looking like a pussy.
Meh. Barfights just mean two people care about each other – like when a woman and a man love each other very much and the male intromits. Everybody gets into the typical bar “fight” – usually a little pushing, harsh language, and the bartender says, cool it or you’re both out of here. For an “alcoholic” that means more than winning a dick measuring contest – there’s booze at the bar, not so much on the street unless you have your own bottle (I admit that I usually do when going to a bar). Only an idiot would go outside where the cunt would grab some friends and give you a curbie.
I don’t think it’s that chill to start shit, and it’s cooler if some douche starts some shit to just talk to your beer quietly. If physical contact begins, though, the righteous should (but might not) prevail.
Never been in one that escalated beyond a few fingers to the sternum and harsh language, though. I don’t think it’s badass, though – the Fonz wouldn’t get in a barfight. Then again, he was my age, 35, so he had to worry about his arthritis and diminished folds in the brain, so who knows if it was his coolness or his senility that cooled his heels in such situations.
I voted that it happens to everybody once in a while, just so you’d feel better.
When that foreign country is China … where your opponent might be a bad ass Kung Fu Ninja, or you might be sent to prison for crimes against the government = Idiot with a capital I.
I don’t drink, so I can’t claim to have been in a bar fight as a participant.
I have, however, broken up bar fights when I was a cop, back in the day.
I’ve been in prison fights. And they’re like a hundred times cooler than bar fights.
Bar fights? Who hasn’t been in a few?
Ah, but then who’s been the last man standing in all of his bar fights (besides me)?
I’m gonna go with bad ass because you survived it & didn’t pussy out.
The “idiot” part is obvious. Nothing you did would justify the “bad-ass” part.
Got drunk and got in a fight? I’m going with idiot. Unless there was some extenuating circumstance like someone threatening you and being unable to avoid the fight, then it’s truly a stupid thing to do.
I’ve never been in a bar fight and I’ve been rip-roaring drunk more times than I can count.
I don’t think you’re an idiot. You said it was against three other guys so I think you came out of it okay. Sometimes things escalate from zero to sixty and you have to do something. And I do give you extra points because it happened in China.
My first bar fight was in a bowling alley. I used to be a Big Sister and a friend an I took my Little Brother out to bowl. We paid for the kids game, i.e. throw as many balls as you need untill all the pins are knocked over or you get bored.
So, I helped my Little finally knock down the last pins in a wonderful spilt move. When we turned around to grin at my friend, he was fighting with someone.
I instantly dropped my bowling ball, leaped on my friend’s foe, grabbed his hair and hit him with my fist.
Lessons I learned:
I voted for idiot. Kind of sounds like you were being a dick and got beat up for it.
The dick part because the only reason you offered for the fight was being drunk and the beat up part because I know what damage you took, but nothing about the damage you inflicted. I would think anyone who brags about a barfight in an online messageboard would be eager to include details about that clean hook they got in or something.
The fact that it was set in China gives you minus points because that’s no way to conduct yourself in a foreign country, assuming you are not Chinese.
I apologize if some of my assumptions are incorrect but this is the impression that I’m getting.
Congratulations. You will now no longer be destined to be the ship’s lowly botanist.
an idiot since i challenged two simultaneously and promptly got creamed. but i had a very good idiotic reason. suffice to say one of them was a real douchebag and i would have taken him on even if he had 10 buddies with him.
I can’t really think of a good reason to get into a bar fight and the reason you give later, ‘alcohol’, seems to indicate that you were being an idiot.
Fights are only ‘cool’ or ‘bad ass’ or what have you if:
Wasn’t directly involved in a fight, but got tossed over a beer keg as collateral damage once. I was standing in the wrong place at the wrong time, and the combatants took me out - along with themselves.
I had some cuts and scrapes and a cracked rib from encountering the edge of the keg, but no other damage. The two rocket scientists that started it, spent the night in the local hoosegow. Then I had the fun of having to talk to the local constabulary about my part in the ‘bar fight’ AND try to pick the bad guys out of a bunch of pictures. Of course I had no idea what they looked like.
The best bar fight I ever ***saw ***happened at The Chug in Muncie, IN. The bar was actually on the Ball State campus and was a popular hangout. Everything came through the door: students, auto workers, railroad people, you name it. It was below street level so when you walked down the stairs and through the doors, the pool tables were to your right and the bar to your left. Ahead was all the table seating.
When I walked in with my posse one night, I happened to see an attractive, diminutive woman playing pool. She stood out because she definitely wasn’t college age and was dressed better than the Alpha Chi Omegas. I didn’t give it much thought after that and went on about the business of drinking beer with my friends.
Sometime later I moseyed up to the bar for a refill on our pitcher. From there, I happened to have a ringside seat for what happened next. I later found out that one of the pool players had had enough of getting his ass kicked. The woman I saw when I came in had been wiping the floor with anyone who stepped up to play her. This paragon of male integrity then decided to teach the lady a lesson and grabbed her by the throat. Yes, I have no doubt there were copious amounts of alcohol involved in all this.
What happened next was right out of a Chuck Norris movie. ‘Lady Chuck’ broke the hold with one hand and brought the business end of the pool cue around and the next thing I knew the paragon was stumbling backward. If he’d stayed that way, he’d have remained upright. The next time he went for her, she laid him out and the sound that cue made against his skull makes me wince to this day.
Then, his buddies went for her. After that, it was ON. The entire pool table section lost its collective damn mind - assuming that the more chivalrous contingent was trying to intercede against the paragon’s buddies - and things just deteriorated from there. There were fists flying and much hollering and cussing and plenty of beer being thrown around.
I just stood there, wide-eyed. I watched her use that pool cue to take out two more guys two and three times her size without breaking a sweat. Whoever she was, she’d had SERIOUS martial arts training.
Mind you, all this happened in the space of mere seconds before the bar’s owner and his Mt. Everest-sized bouncers waded in to put a halt to the evening’s entertainment. The cops and the EMTs were called and it was all very inconvenient for the rest of us before all was said and done and we were let go.
Two of the guys Lady Chuck put down went out on stretchers.
I also learned later that somehow in all the excitement, Lady Chuck managed to vaporize herself before the constabulary got there. Just… vanished. I never saw her in there again.
I made sure to tell the cops that she didn’t start it, and provide as vague a description as I could possibly make it. I’ve often wondered if the cops ever caught up to her. I’m kinda betting not.
If JTK got his shirt torn, he would have won the fight!
Everybody does not get into a bar fight every once in a while, although it’s on my bucket list!