Legendary Self Defense stories...

people never post "bullying stories or cheap shot stories or shanghai'ing old men peeing stories"...


they only post bragging stories making themselves look good, growing their e-peen and stroking their own ego


and that's precisely why threads like these usually are very lame
 
You didn't do shit except say that you were bigger then him. I'm failing to see any self defense or resemblance to Robocop.
 
people never post "bullying stories or cheap shot stories or shanghai'ing old men peeing stories"...


they only post bragging stories making themselves look good, growing their e-peen and stroking their own ego


and that's precisely why threads like these usually are very lame

I'd say your post, while not a story, is your own way of stroking your e-peen and ego.
 
Post another 7 times in the thread and call it lame, Slothrop or ahahahahahaha. I looked at some threads you're on and you recently said about submissions 101 "... some of the stuff is good too." That sounds pretty LAME!
 
wow that's some blistering comebacks right there... :icon_neut seriously, just grow up guys
 
I teepeed some dude off a bus cuz he grabbed my hair, lost my shoe though. Always tie your shoe securely before leaving the house
 
The BJJ 95 percent of practice has little to nothing to do with self defense. Gracie Jiujitsu is all about self defense.
 
I walked into KFC one dark autumn evening. It was raining lightly outside and the moon was out unusually early. While I was standing in line waiting for my chicken, I noticed that one of the cooks in the back didn't look quite "right".

My suspicious soon turned out to be correct, in a far worse way then I could have imagined. As I kept a close eye on this employee, I noticed that he was wearing a gi. I thought this was strange for an employee at a KFC.

The employee must have noticed me staring as things started to escalate. Knowing that immediate action must be taken, I jumped the counter. I assumed since he was wearing a gi that he was a sandbagger, so I knew I must get a weapon.

I grabbed the two biggest drumsticks I could find from the warmer and yelled "whats up now, bitch!". My friends were all like "daaaaaamn" and "sheeeeet doggg", but I didn't even notice them as I was completely focused.

It turns out the employee just had a lazy eye, and I was arrested.

NICE. that made me chuckle. :icon_chee
 
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Fine...fine. I'll give you a story from my Army days.

Me and a group of guys were traveling to Munich from Freidberg, Germany by train. We were waiting in some small town train station for our connection to arrive.

As we were waiting we saw this little old man get accosted by two fairly large guys. It went down like this. The old man walked by and they said something to him (in German, sorry I didn't catch it...but it was likely very rude). They were drunk or buzzing (had beer sitting in front of them) and were very rude to everyone that walked by. The old man (he was probably 65) said something back to them. They took offense and got in his face. I was so proud of him, because he didn't back down (he was a little man, dressed in a tweed suit). Finally, one of them shoved him. He hit that guy in the face with his clip board. Both men (each of them was over 6 foot and weighed around 200 to 220) pretty much tackled the little man so hard that he slid across the floor about 15 feet. I was up before I knew it.

I leg kicked the first guy, from behind, and his knee went all crazy. He dropped like a wet towel. The second guy came at me and resorted to the old stand by of the football tackle. I got to mount (though I had no idea the power of that position at the time, having not trained in BJJ yet) and pounded on him until the train station German police arrived (maybe 20 to 30 seconds).

I also recall saying something supremely uncool like, "I'm going to stick your feet up your ass" or something equally lame upon reflection.

thats a cool story.
good for you for standing for the little guy.
 
lol this is funny... Not one guy on sherdog has been in a street fight. I have been in so many streetfights that I could fill up 10 pages with stories. I have probably been in 50-100 street fights Yet all you guys would say I am full of shit if I told my real life stories so I am just going to pass.

Yeah, well done.
 
I didn't want this thread to be one where people told their bullying stories or cheap shot stories or shanghai'ing old men peeing stories but here's another Legendary story again from NYC- this doesn't involve self defense but...

Once when I was 17 and attending a loft party in NYC and I had to pee really bad so I go outside with some friends and its raining. I quickly find one of those quick parks and start to pee on an suv near the wall, somewhat hidden from sidewalk traffic and as I'm peeing I'm having a conversation with my back turned to my friends. Needless to say I didn't realize the whole time that a bum was sleeping underneath the SUV and awakens to my golden suprise. He has no idea what's going on and gets up and is like "Sheeet- itz raininin" and as I stop, jump backwards in terror, and try to retreat, my friends can't stop laughing. My friends start talking to the guy and busting his balls; I felt so bad I gave the guy a dollar and he was all like, "Thank you- god bless you sir!" At least it was raining and I'm sure he smelled like piss already.

And Michael Jackson once came over my house to use the bathroom.

You're lame, defend that.

I was once driving in a parking lot and slowed for a guy walking. He stopped walking in themiddle of the lot so I inched my car toward him, to which he threw his hands up with the traditional "What's up motherfucker?!" look. I stopped the car about a foot from him and his started crossing again and I inched away. Then he opened the door. I was caught unaware so I hit the brakes instead of dragging him. He tried to punch me, but while sitting I slipped and deflected it and he hit the rear view mirror. I locked him up at the shoulder and when he finished cussing I said, "Are we done, can I let you go now?" He said yes and like a fool I let him go. Then he kicked me and came back with another punch that missed. That's when I clenched his throat until he gurgled and waited for security. They pulled him out we were done. I did all of this with my foot on the brake, while sitting. Like a kung fu master.
 
This one time this guy threw half an egg salad sandwich at me, so I punched him in the face.

How is this self defence? He still had the other half of the sandwich...
 
Ok so this one happened 2 years ago. One night I got into an argument with my 3 roommates at our apartment, things got pretty heated and everyone sided against me. So I went for a walk to cool off, I decided to go see a movie. I threw on my overcoat and fedora (it was raining that night, but I didn't feel like taking the subway after being so infuriated by other human beings.) So i went and saw a film, I believe it was a horror film. After I'm walking out of the movie at like 2am I see a woman walking on the other side of the street get her purse snatched by 2 punks. No one else is really around on this particular street for some reason, so I was the only one that saw. Knowing i had to do the right thing, I instantly ran after them. I was a NJ state champ track athlete in high school, so I was able to catch up to them after less than a hundred yards. I lost my hat while I was running. I grabbed the one guy by the back of his jacket and slammed him to the pavement, but turns out the other guy had the purse so I kept running after him. They were obviously scared of me. I caught the other guy in about 10 more seconds, jumped on his back, RNC'd him til he passed out, then picked up the purse. The other kid (most likely about 20) ran away when he saw what happened to his friend. So at this point I'm expecting the woman to have called the cops, but then i remember her phone was probably in her purse. So I turn around and begin to jog back towards where she was, I was expecting her to be standing there still in shock. I couldn't find her at all. I didn't bring my phone with me, I forgot it bc i was so pissed when i left. I opened her purse to see if their was a phone inside so I could call the police, but all I found was a bunch of change, makeup, and a half a gram of coke. the woman looked somewhat wealthy from afar but I never got a good look at her, she was probably in her early 40s. Central park was on the other side of the street (the one I was walking on originally) so i decided to walk into the park real quick to see if she had went that way.

All of the sudden, i get cracked in the face with something. it floored me and as I came to my senses, I see some whackjob with a hockey mask standing there. I was got up and was like WTF and he said he saw me steal the purse. He goes "I hate punkers, especially ones that wear green masks and make-up." I tried explaining to him that i was on his side, but he came at me again, this time with a cricket stick. So it was on. I told him you gotta know what a crumpet is to understand cricket, then grabbed the stick as he raised it to hit me and seio-nage'd his ass. To my complete and utter suprise, when the guy hit the ground he pulled De la riva and tried to sweep me. I sank my weight on him, got rid of his grips and blasted him in the mask with a left (i'm a southpaw). I passed his open guard because being the SPARTAN, ALPHA MALE, SAVAGE THAT I AM, I have no need for this type of BS and am an awesome guard passer (i'm a 3 stripe white belt). Right as I went to stomp his face in for fucking with me, he grabbed the purse that I dropped earlier when he hit me and smacked me in the face with it. I fell over, rattled by all of the change in the purse. The bag of coke burst open and went straight into my nose as i gasped for air. As i got up he hit me with the cricket bat and I fell into a garbage can. he kicked it over and right as he went to golf putt me into oncoming traffic (for some reason the road was packed with Semi's that night) my boy Stone Cold came out and stunnered his ass. I felt relieved my friend had came to my rescue but as I got out of the garbage can DX (HHH, Shawn Michaels, and Billy Gunn, but absent was X-Pac) showed up and hit him in the head with a motherfucking steel chair. All of the sudden, my 3 roommates Leo Don and Mike jumped up out of the sewer, they must have came looking for me. A gigantic brawl ensued in which Joe Son and I (before he went to prison for gangrape) went around kicking major ass. after we emerged victorious, the cops arrived so we fled down the sewer. After a brief stop at taco bell, I then went home, a hero, and jerked off to anime porn.
 
I'm not sure but I think this makes you guilty of assault and I think the cops would have said as much. I don't believe you. I think this happened in your head mostly.

Ohno, internet dingus doesn't believe me. How can I go on living?

Twerp. Start with "I'm not sure but...", you fail.
 
I walked into KFC one dark autumn evening. It was raining lightly outside and the moon was out unusually early. While I was standing in line waiting for my chicken, I noticed that one of the cooks in the back didn't look quite "right".

My suspicious soon turned out to be correct, in a far worse way then I could have imagined. As I kept a close eye on this employee, I noticed that he was wearing a gi. I thought this was strange for an employee at a KFC.

The employee must have noticed me staring as things started to escalate. Knowing that immediate action must be taken, I jumped the counter. I assumed since he was wearing a gi that he was a sandbagger, so I knew I must get a weapon.

I grabbed the two biggest drumsticks I could find from the warmer and yelled "whats up now, bitch!". My friends were all like "daaaaaamn" and "sheeeeet doggg", but I didn't even notice them as I was completely focused.

It turns out the employee just had a lazy eye, and I was arrested.

The thread starter fails miserably, but Wrestleben wins!
 
Ok so this one happened 2 years ago. One night I got into an argument with my 3 roommates at our apartment, things got pretty heated and everyone sided against me. So I went for a walk to cool off, I decided to go see a movie. I threw on my overcoat and fedora (it was raining that night, but I didn't feel like taking the subway after being so infuriated by other human beings.) So i went and saw a film, I believe it was a horror film. After I'm walking out of the movie at like 2am I see a woman walking on the other side of the street get her purse snatched by 2 punks. No one else is really around on this particular street for some reason, so I was the only one that saw. Knowing i had to do the right thing, I instantly ran after them. I was a NJ state champ track athlete in high school, so I was able to catch up to them after less than a hundred yards. I lost my hat while I was running. I grabbed the one guy by the back of his jacket and slammed him to the pavement, but turns out the other guy had the purse so I kept running after him. They were obviously scared of me. I caught the other guy in about 10 more seconds, jumped on his back, RNC'd him til he passed out, then picked up the purse. The other kid (most likely about 20) ran away when he saw what happened to his friend. So at this point I'm expecting the woman to have called the cops, but then i remember her phone was probably in her purse. So I turn around and begin to jog back towards where she was, I was expecting her to be standing there still in shock. I couldn't find her at all. I didn't bring my phone with me, I forgot it bc i was so pissed when i left. I opened her purse to see if their was a phone inside so I could call the police, but all I found was a bunch of change, makeup, and a half a gram of coke. the woman looked somewhat wealthy from afar but I never got a good look at her, she was probably in her early 40s. Central park was on the other side of the street (the one I was walking on originally) so i decided to walk into the park real quick to see if she had went that way.

All of the sudden, i get cracked in the face with something. it floored me and as I came to my senses, I see some whackjob with a hockey mask standing there. I was got up and was like WTF and he said he saw me steal the purse. He goes "I hate punkers, especially ones that wear green masks and make-up." I tried explaining to him that i was on his side, but he came at me again, this time with a cricket stick. So it was on. I told him you gotta know what a crumpet is to understand cricket, then grabbed the stick as he raised it to hit me and seio-nage'd his ass. To my complete and utter suprise, when the guy hit the ground he pulled De la riva and tried to sweep me. I sank my weight on him, got rid of his grips and blasted him in the mask with a left (i'm a southpaw). I passed his open guard because being the SPARTAN, ALPHA MALE, SAVAGE THAT I AM, I have no need for this type of BS and am an awesome guard passer (i'm a 3 stripe white belt). Right as I went to stomp his face in for fucking with me, he grabbed the purse that I dropped earlier when he hit me and smacked me in the face with it. I fell over, rattled by all of the change in the purse. The bag of coke burst open and went straight into my nose as i gasped for air. As i got up he hit me with the cricket bat and I fell into a garbage can. he kicked it over and right as he went to golf putt me into oncoming traffic (for some reason the road was packed with Semi's that night) my boy Stone Cold came out and stunnered his ass. I felt relieved my friend had came to my rescue but as I got out of the garbage can DX (HHH, Shawn Michaels, and Billy Gunn, but absent was X-Pac) showed up and hit him in the head with a motherfucking steel chair. All of the sudden, my 3 roommates Leo Don and Mike jumped up out of the sewer, they must have came looking for me. A gigantic brawl ensued in which Joe Son and I (before he went to prison for gangrape) went around kicking major ass. after we emerged victorious, the cops arrived so we fled down the sewer. After a brief stop at taco bell, I then went home, a hero, and jerked off to anime porn.

You totally had me until the crumpet/cricket line, Raph.
 
Ok so this one happened 2 years ago. One night I got into an argument with my 3 roommates at our apartment, things got pretty heated and everyone sided against me. So I went for a walk to cool off, I decided to go see a movie. I threw on my overcoat and fedora (it was raining that night, but I didn't feel like taking the subway after being so infuriated by other human beings.) So i went and saw a film, I believe it was a horror film. After I'm walking out of the movie at like 2am I see a woman walking on the other side of the street get her purse snatched by 2 punks. No one else is really around on this particular street for some reason, so I was the only one that saw. Knowing i had to do the right thing, I instantly ran after them. I was a NJ state champ track athlete in high school, so I was able to catch up to them after less than a hundred yards. I lost my hat while I was running. I grabbed the one guy by the back of his jacket and slammed him to the pavement, but turns out the other guy had the purse so I kept running after him. They were obviously scared of me. I caught the other guy in about 10 more seconds, jumped on his back, RNC'd him til he passed out, then picked up the purse. The other kid (most likely about 20) ran away when he saw what happened to his friend. So at this point I'm expecting the woman to have called the cops, but then i remember her phone was probably in her purse. So I turn around and begin to jog back towards where she was, I was expecting her to be standing there still in shock. I couldn't find her at all. I didn't bring my phone with me, I forgot it bc i was so pissed when i left. I opened her purse to see if their was a phone inside so I could call the police, but all I found was a bunch of change, makeup, and a half a gram of coke. the woman looked somewhat wealthy from afar but I never got a good look at her, she was probably in her early 40s. Central park was on the other side of the street (the one I was walking on originally) so i decided to walk into the park real quick to see if she had went that way.

All of the sudden, i get cracked in the face with something. it floored me and as I came to my senses, I see some whackjob with a hockey mask standing there. I was got up and was like WTF and he said he saw me steal the purse. He goes "I hate punkers, especially ones that wear green masks and make-up." I tried explaining to him that i was on his side, but he came at me again, this time with a cricket stick. So it was on. I told him you gotta know what a crumpet is to understand cricket, then grabbed the stick as he raised it to hit me and seio-nage'd his ass. To my complete and utter suprise, when the guy hit the ground he pulled De la riva and tried to sweep me. I sank my weight on him, got rid of his grips and blasted him in the mask with a left (i'm a southpaw). I passed his open guard because being the SPARTAN, ALPHA MALE, SAVAGE THAT I AM, I have no need for this type of BS and am an awesome guard passer (i'm a 3 stripe white belt). Right as I went to stomp his face in for fucking with me, he grabbed the purse that I dropped earlier when he hit me and smacked me in the face with it. I fell over, rattled by all of the change in the purse. The bag of coke burst open and went straight into my nose as i gasped for air. As i got up he hit me with the cricket bat and I fell into a garbage can. he kicked it over and right as he went to golf putt me into oncoming traffic (for some reason the road was packed with Semi's that night) my boy Stone Cold came out and stunnered his ass. I felt relieved my friend had came to my rescue but as I got out of the garbage can DX (HHH, Shawn Michaels, and Billy Gunn, but absent was X-Pac) showed up and hit him in the head with a motherfucking steel chair. All of the sudden, my 3 roommates Leo Don and Mike jumped up out of the sewer, they must have came looking for me. A gigantic brawl ensued in which Joe Son and I (before he went to prison for gangrape) went around kicking major ass. after we emerged victorious, the cops arrived so we fled down the sewer. After a brief stop at taco bell, I then went home, a hero, and jerked off to anime porn.

I don't know why, but I believe him man.
 
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