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Yesterday night some drunk idiots were shooting at everything right outside my house it was so frikin scary. it took the police like 10 minutes to get there and then they had a shootout and since my dad has nightshift in elkgrove and my mom was at work i decided to watch a bit of the fight through the window.Idiot drunks =Pwned police=Best

Ok this is summary of my huge post that i deleted.

I was saying that people looking for trouble, wanting to fight for fighting sake, or just because they can, or feel like it, or want a reputation. Fighting to prove something, its all wrong and i hate that. But many people dont understand this, or even care.

But if two guys have a real problem, and want to sort it out 1vs1, man to man. Then thats fair enough. Let them settle their differences, when one has had enough, thats it. They shake hands, put it behind them, and thats the end of it.

And dont tell me anything can be solved without violence, we are all human, and we all have emotions. Even the most mellow indiviuals can be pushed over the edge.

If some guy was giving your girlfriend a good seeing to behind your back, and you walked in and saw it, how could you stop yourself wanting to rip his head off? Especially if you love her.

I had a fight about 2 years ago because somebody hit me in the street and bust my nose, for no reason when i was leaving from the pub with some mates. He didnt even say anything, just ran over and cracked me one from the side, i didnt even see him. (this guy hit me because his friend reckoned that i had been chatting his girl up, which was bullshit, i didnt even know who she was.) So then my mate hit him, and an huge arguement kicked off.

The street was full of people wanting to see some action, which didnt help matters, But my mates and his mates agreed to let me and this guy fight 1vs1, even though it was his friend who started it for accusing me of trying to get with his girl (i was pissed off because he hit me for no reason) So we squared up, and i took him to ground and elbowed him in the mouth which bust his lips. There was a bit more scrapping but the whole thing was over pretty quickly. He said he has enough, i felt the same even though i got the better of him, we shook hands, settled our differences and that was the end of it.

I wasnt proud i won the fight, i wasnt happy that i hurt him, there was no satisfaction or glory to me, even though people were praising me for beating him. But i also felt no remorse, as far i was concerned i just put this guy in his place and showed him the error of his actions.

And now we are actually friendly with each other, if we ever bump into each other down the pub, we always say alright to one another, or share a joke, or whatever. Its all in the past.

My point is that im not a violent person. Im outgoing and friendly, i love socialising and having a laugh with people, and i hate fighting. But im not a door mat for anybody, i dont let people give me shit for no reason. Nobody else should too.

As for guns, they are just for people havent got the bottle to fight with their fists. Ive seen all sorts of stuff. Ive seen 10 people on 1 in the street, ive seen people get hit with a bottle or glass. Ive seen fights between big groups of lads over football. Its not nice at all, its really not pretty, but i would rather see this, that somebody using guns....

But any kind of unjustified violence, its wrong and i dont like it one bit. Just guns is the worst, others are lesser evils in my eyes...

I wrote so much more detail than this in the deleated post

phoe that is still alot

Some relative of my mums got killed in africa when he was at a stop light a gangaster pulled his door open and pointed a pistol at him,the gangster said to get outta the car,he said no....BANG! he died in hospital :S

phoe i have had many thing like that happen to me and it never ends well for some one. Only diffence is that one time when i thought this guy had- well let just start from teh begining

It was my sophomore year in High school at the time and i was the kinda kid that stayed in my own business, stayed with my little group of friends. never really bothered anyone. Except for the people that would try to pick on us, i would just straight up kick their ass ( the 3 years of kick boxing training help ya do that ya know ). and i might have been a little bit of a flirt but what can i say

Any ways i was walking home from school and was almost home when i got hit in the back of the head, and hard enough to knock me on my face. Stunned i get up and turn to see some kid i had never seen in my life. i ask whats his deal and he told me i was flirting with his girl ( which was quite possible seeing that im a flirt but hey it works for me ) but this one time i really didnt do it. any ways we got in to a brawl and needless to say i kicked is ass.

Assuming the fight was over i walked over to my bag, put it on and began to walk away. I only managed to get a about 2 feet away when i heard the sound of metal clanging together. Turning around i see a nice 3 inch butterfly knife in the bastards hand. Now i was mad as hell just cuz he dared to pull a weapon on me. put my stuff back down and quickly charged him hoping to over power him with my speed. i get with in 6inches of him and he began to do what is called the mexican cross (for those who dont know the mexican cross is like making an infinite sign with a blade, or an 8 on its side )

I jumped back in fear on him hitting a vital vain (as the femoral artery which if cut you will bleed to death with in 2 minutes) i kept dodging his forward attack, thinking quickly i decide to do a fast crouched upper cut to avoid the blade and end the fight.

Well things didnt go according to plan i rushed in for the upper cut only for him to jump back and jab me 3inches above my belly button. immediately my body went to shock of what happened the pain didnt hit me till later my mind was to worried about what had just happened. I looked down only to see blood pouring out of me all too fast. every thing went black

I woke up in the hospital, apparently my friend was driving by and saw my drop to the ground and rushed me to the hospital

I bet you thought i was going to win or some thing by the way this was going. well i didnt win i lost the fight. But i was in-fact happy, sure i had lost the fight and yes he did cheat but it felt good ot lose. to get kicked off the high horse. and know i have much more to improve on

I guess what im getting at is that its great to win, but its even better to lose. you walk away with so much more than just the excitement of a win. you walk away wanting to be better and know you can be better. you walk away with a fire inside you that will power anythign you do

You know what... i wrote all that and now i dont know how that had anything to do with the topic.... i must be losing it XD

i guess it sorta goes along with phoenixs' .... sorta.....

in france, we're going back to 20th cent of USA : gangsters are taking power lol.
Everyday, we can hear at news that a new shop has been robbed, or anything like that.
Even some of them shooted at police and passers-by with ak-47.
even in my town, the boss of a super market has been killed by some bastards which stole the safe.
That violence is everywhere now.

lol
then come all over to germany. except munich, berlin and hamburg.
but the rest is quite calm... only if you search for trouble you will find it. but else, it will be no problem... i dont have such stories for you

@iwabo, nah he was a fly a kite loser to pull a fecking knife, the total arsehole. I wouldnt have fought him bare handed though. I would have got myself tooled up to even the score, then wacked him. What a fecking tosser, just hearing stories like that makes me fly a kite irate.

I hope they caught the kunt and arrested him.