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nice story man, so that cat dun no how ta fite, u wrote that story farly well, eva think of bein a writer o n e thin, props.

fuck that gang shit. whenever i get into a fight, i know im comin out stab, cut, and death free. if these tales are true, yall take it way too far.

but i got two...

one was on Monday night...three days ago. this dude Tony that went to my school was about 6'1, 230 easily. we were cool the whole time that i was going there (few weeks), but that night he mustve smoked himself retarded or something..

i walked into class and sat down. Then Tone started flippin quarters at me , of course, since he was a friend of mine, i tried to turn the other shoulder. i told him 'knock it off homo befo' i bust a cap yo'. thats how we fuck around, talk all gangsta.. but anyway, he persisted with his flinging. i got up out of my chair and hit him in the shoulder and told him to 'fucking stop faggot.' Tone doesnt take well to yelling, so he stood up when i sat back down and smacked me in teh back of the head. i was pissed. the teacher saw the commotion and said 'KNOCK IT OFF NOW!' the first thing that popped into my head was 'Ill knock it off alright. Knock his fuckin head off', which is of course what i said. Tone just started swinging on me, got about 3 or 4 good ones in before i gathered myself enough to block his next. i swept his punch away, stepped in, kneed him in the balls, then twisted his arm behind his back. the adrenaline was flowing then, and i wasnt about to let up.. i kept applying more and more pressure as Teach was trying to pull me off.. he finally got me off probably about 35 secs later.. as soon as i let go of his arm, i felt something smash me in the back of the head and i hit in the ground.. Tone had hit me with his pipe and then pushed the teacher on the ground.. i was out of it.. he was trying to kick me in the face and i was too fucked up to block..

thankfully, my friend that has been my friend since the 6th grade was just across the hall.. i never even saw him come in but next thing i knew Tone was on the ground covered in blood and Ross ( my friend) was being pulled back by security. i got a back ass lump still, and Tuesday i awoke to a splitting headache. i was expelled on the spot, as was Tone. Ross got suspended for 3 days. thank god they didnt call the cops, and thank god no bones were broken.


another time, at a New Years Eve party in 2001, i was at my best friend Bobbys house. he lives roughly 70 miles from here in a shitty ass little town called Ellicott. anyways, Bobby was with this girl for almost two years then, and he told me that he honestly loved her. Bobby was on the football team so most of them were at the party. there was this guy there, Julian. This big ass gang-bangin Mexican. he got a scholarship to MSU to play Left Tackle. Dude was easily 6'7 340. i met him a few times before this, and from what i understood, Bobby and him were cool. but, Julian chose to get drunk that night and start runnin his mouth off. he was like "Id fuck Yasinia (Bobbys girl). and if it came down to it, id beat Bobbys ass to fuck her." well, needless to say, Bobby didnt like that too much.. he went to his room, got his baseball bat, walked outside and smashed the windshield of Julians Firebird. Julian got up and rushed him. he tried to swing the bat but he was too quick and tackled him to the ground and started swinging. Bobby is roughyl 5'9 140... so i had to do somethin.. we were all a little drunk/high but my decision making skills werent exactly up to par. i started running over and right when i was about to elbow Julian in the back of the head, one of Julians Mexican friends pushed me from behind. i fell over Julian and was fucked.. next thing i know, im getting stomped by a bunch of fuckin Mexicans. the bad thing is, nobody even did shit. if i saw 6 or 7 Mexicans stompin some dudes id help em...but all the dudes there were chicken shit. they beat our asses, threw us in the back of a truck, drove us down to the football field, stole my shoes, stole my walltet, but i was broke so w/e...took all of Bobbys clothes, dumped us and left. i was too fucked up to care. Bobby woke me up next morning and said that we had to get back to his house and clean up before his mom got home. so, we walked 3 miles in the snow, me barefooted him wearing boxers, half-hungover, faces brutalized... only to get home and find that not only had his mom gotten home, but also that Yasinia was out with Julian. even though she wasnt mine, i will NEVER trust another female again.

Stabbed and shot I heard enough of em so hears a new one for ya'll. Some a*s tried to kick my guys a*s and I jumped in and when I did that jackass hit me with mace and tried to run away in his car. I jumped in my truck and caught him bad.

Senerio= 2 totaled vehicals =55,000 Hospital bill= 15,000

lets just say my a*s was turned into a couch patato for almost 6 months. Broken legs broken arm, my orbital bone (one ur eye is in) was cracked and I ate my steering wheel. Try that on for size lol.

This stupid puter has a lock on it so i can't swear

I've been in a little over 30 fights and can honestly say I've never lost one. However, there are 2 that I also can't honestly say that I won. So..here it goes..

When I was a Freshman at Hazelwood East High School(STL, Missouri). I was walkin down one of the massive stair columns in the middle of the school. As I was goin down the stairs some dude pushed me laughin and sayin, "Freshman Bitch". I'm no punk, so I turned around and was like, "Mother fu..." About that time I realized it was Booker T. This HUGE black dude, they gave him the nickname because of his size and something about a wrestler or somethin. Anyway, he was like, "What the fuck did you just call me?" So, I had never lost a fight before, but that was because I was always smart and never entered a fight I didnt' think I could win. So I said, "Yo man, I didn't say shit, I'm just goin to my locker". I get to my locker and get my master lock combo in pull the lock down and about that time I get smashed into my locker. He had pushed me. Well, I pretty much knew I wasn't talkin my way out of this one because he knew he had me intimidated. So I just turned around swingin. I swear I musta landed 30 blows to his face. I'm hella quick and I can hit pretty fuckin hard. It seemed like the shit wasn't phasin him in the least though. As I was punchin him he hauled back and blasted me dead in my sternum. I looked like fuckin superman flyin through the air. Well, when I get pissed off, I see nothin but red. I also feel nothin...until after the fight. So, it didn't really phase me and I just hopped right back up and threw about 30 more haymakers to his face. About that time he had hauled back and blasted me in the chest again. When he nailed me I flew back into my locker and my hand landed on my lock. So I pulled it off and commenced to bash his head with it. I swear, this kid just started barely goin down. Did the whole lean over, then drop to one knee, then drop to the other knee, then hit the fuckin ground thing. I couldn't fuckin believe it, kid was a beast. I started to stomp him while he was on the ground then figured my best bet would be to just get the hell out of there. As I was runnin out the door I turned back only to see him standin back up. Fucked my shit all up....I woke up the next morning and my entire chest was a fuckin bruise. It hurt to breathe...About a week later I ran into him again in the hallway(There's over 3600 kids at the school, so that kinda shit doesn't happen often). I couldn't even speak, didn't know what to say. He just looked at me, then kept walkin. I was so glad lol, I didn't have any locks around and he for sure woulda beat my ass that time.

The second one happened at a party.

I went with my step-brother and his friends to a party in South County. I don't know shit about South County or the people there, so I try to keep my cool when I'm around. But this one dude just kept walkin around actin like he was hard and it was startin to erk my nerves. He was literally walking around pointing at people sayin, "I could kick your ass and I could kick your ass". Worst thing was he wasn't even drunk or nothin. So he walks up to me and points at me...well I replied, "Trust me...you couldn't." About that time he's askin me if I'm willing to back it up. So, of course I said yes. We go out in front of the house that the party was at and this mother fucker goes into Snake Kung Fu fighting stance. I was thinking...what the fuck did I just get myself into. This was only about a year ago, so by this time I already had my 1st Degree black belt in Tae Kwan Do, my brown belt in Karate, had learned bootleg Mui Tai Kickboxing from my cousin(He went to classes and taught me what he learned basically), and my brother had already taught me the shit he learned in Basic and Advanced Marine Corps Hand To Hand Combat Training. He'd also shown me a little of what he learned in Special Forces and Sniper Hand To Hand Combat Training. On top of that, I was on the Varsity Wrestling Team in High school...so I wasn't ill prepared. I just didn't know if Snake Kung Fu was the only form he knew. Well, if you don't know about Snake Kung Fu, there aren't punches involved. You hold your hands with your fingers and thumbs bunched in a point(Kinda looks like a snake's head) and you strike at vital areas/pressure points. Well, my step-brother and his friends said it looked like a demonstration, lol. We both came out royally fucked up. I would go into detail about the fight, but I don't think you'd know what I was talkin about when I said I went from a Torando Roundhouse into a Sweep, etc. It wasn't pretty by any means. We're actually pretty good friends now....whenever we see each other of course.

Those are probably the only two times that I didn't get my ass kicked, but definitely took a hurtin.

^^^^HAHAHAHA thanx son......im glad you got amusement outta my story. Yea, the kid was a bitch who was drunk and all coke'd out so he thought he could throw but got his ass beat. Me bein a writer??? Idk, thought about it but idk.....thats an idea of a future career hahaha.....


Im'a write back later wit another story in a bit......im gonna check out some otha forums 1st tho....1

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*R.I.P*
Jimmy L. , Louis L. , Aj R. , Tyler R. , Chris R., Dan W. , Matt F.......
" You all will never be forgotten and your spirits live within us all!!! R.I.P*"


" So for the 2nd time [The Pharisses] summoned the man who had been blind and said
"Speak the truth before God. We know this man is a sinner."
"Wether he is a sinner I do not know."
:The man replied:
"All I know is this...Once I was blind and now I can see"
John 1x 24-26

Aiight.....heres another story im'a tell yall.......


It was late June, school was right about to let out and I was graduating. Two weeks be4 school let out, wile in class the principal came on the loud speaker and said "all teachers stop your lessions and students please listen b/c I have some important news to tell you all". So im thinkin sombody was just in a car accident or another 9/11 type of shit just happend so i was all ears nah mean. But our principal told us that early this mourning a kid who was in my grade died due to an overdose of speedballs(speed mixed with herion that you shoot up). As he went on he told the story of how his brother went in to wake him up cuz he was late for school and found him sittin in a chair wit the needle still in his arm dead. I knew the kid real well, we came up together and he was my peoples so i was like "DAMN, WTF.....I didnt even know he was usin heron and shit. So after school his brother was telling us how after his funeral that same night he was gonna throw this big ass party for his brother who had died. So of coarse I was down and thought what a better way to say good bye to my manz then to get drunk and just have fun like we used to all the time.


So when we roled up their, me and my boys like in the other story was already fucked up. Their was mad kids their, mad liq, beer and drugs. So im just chillin their wit my peoples have'n a good time. When this kid that nobody knew was in this little group of kids freestyle'n and shit a few feet aways from us. So were like "damn this cat is weak....lets go at him and embaress him and shit". We walked over and were just listenin to him spit and since the party was outside he was stadin in the grass and behind him was this lil hole in the ground. So he was fucked up too and wile free'n he slipped and tripped into the hole and fell into another one of my peoples who was standin behind him spillin his beer all over his gear and shoes. So my manz is like "YO WTF MAN....WATCH WERE YOU GOING"!!!
The kid who bumped into him gets up and starts pop'n mad shit like "FUK YOU...YOU AIIGHNT BOUT NOTHIN". My manz is nobody to be fuckin wit so hes like yo hold my cup and starts take'n off his gear ready to throw the fair ones. So the kid is down and throws up his fists and my manz just starts wild'n on him. Hittin him wit the 2 hit combos and shit like " dat, dat, dat dat, DAT" just lace'n o'boy up. So the kid pulls back to re-group himself and pulls out a razor blade box cutter and just starts guttin mad kids. He hit my friend twice across the cheek wit his box cutter leave'n a big x on his face, hits this girl in the for-head, and slices up a few others wile hes just swingin this thing. My manz is like " YO, HE GONE AND GUTTED ME SON". So me and my peoples is just standin their watchin this shit and we just rush at this kid and start lumpin him up. Straiight poundin him, kickin him and just badly beat'n this kids ass. But wile he was on the ground he was on his back tryin to get back on his feet and was still swingin this box cutter around tryin to cut kids. He cuts 2 more of my boys on their hands wile their swingin at him and we all gettin madder and madder cuz hes a bitch and is guttin up mad kids.

So the cops come like 10 mins after b/c some girl who was their seen the fight and the kid cuttin mad kids everywhere so she called the jakes on her celly. Like 8 kids were lien on the ground just bleedin cuz they was cut, my manz face is look'n like some rocky type shit, face was pure blood and hes spazin out tryin to get at this kid. But the cops roled up so we all just take off runnin down the street tryin to get away and shit. Kids was hide'n in alleys and mad kids were all gettin bagged up by the cops and take'n to jail and shit. But we all got away cuz we werent dumb and just kept runnin down the streets. So we hit my manz building and im like son we gotta get you to the hospital cuz you is leakin(bleedin) bad son. So we take him to the hospital, get him all stiched up and we bounce home. The next day the jakes come to my manz house who was cut and took him to the station were he identified the kid who was cuttin all them peeps. So now i guess the kids in jail and every person he cut is sew'n his ass for mad doe. My manz who he cut bad is gettin mad doe from him....and the kid who was cuttin everyone is doin mad time for attempted murder. My manz still has a huge x on his face from were he was cut, and is gonna get surgery to try and fix it.......


That shit was a hectic ass night.....all that shit happend mad quick too....its like 1 min we all just chillin and the next theirs mad guys and girls cut lay'n on the ground cry'n.....shit was wild yall!!! All I can say is be on point at all times 4real.....shit can go down whenever, always be ready for that shit!!!

Hope you enjoyed anotha story.....need more just holla, ive got alot of em lol, 1

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*R.I.P*
Jimmy L. , Louis L. , Aj R. , Tyler R. , Chris R., Dan W. , Matt F.......
" You all will never be forgotten and your spirits live within us all!!! R.I.P*"


" So for the 2nd time [The Pharisses] summoned the man who had been blind and said
"Speak the truth before God. We know this man is a sinner."
"Wether he is a sinner I do not know."
:The man replied:
"All I know is this...Once I was blind and now I can see"
John 1x 24-26

Y not , yu dropped some dope stories ............ preciate it my brother ............

Peace To All

CE

ps ...... Im a pacifist ..........( but if you aint careful , I might just "pass you my fist" )

ight, my WORST ass kickin wuz...

my 1st freshman yr in high school... i wuz beatin tha fuck out this kid, and his cousin come runnin up behind me and just started fuckin my shit up. i never fel but he kep hittin me wit shots to tha mouth and i wuz worried about not fallin, im all covered in blood, and this nigga decides to turn me around and try throwing me into a fire extinguisher... i bounced off tha fire xtinguisher and hit tha lockers, pushed off tha lockers and caught him off guard, stuck um in tha face grabbed tha xtinguisher off tha wall, and beat him half to death.. i wuz in juvi for a month, it woulda been 3 yrs, but it wuz self defense and i had over 200 witnesses...

then...

there wuz a time a few yrs before that...

i walk out my great grandmother's house, and i see my boy gettin jumped right outsid etha house, he wuz gettin jumped by these 3 kids from a diff gang... my boy wuz a Crip, and tha 3 kids were bloods... so i come runnin out and start beatin tha brakes off these 3 lil fuckin bitches! and my boy starts stompin um wit me. alla sudden i hear my boy yell my name, so i turn around and there's alil like 12 yr old kid come runnin around tha house wit a fuckin gun, tried buckin at my boy, so i hit um in tha back of his head, he turned and i bounced, and when i went to turn to go around tha house he shot, and tha bulet hit me in tha arm.... i wuz fuckin pissed!!! ands that shit hurt like a mufukka! i wuz fuckin cryin! and bleedin, my boy looked at me and didnt see tha blood, he's like oh fuck u wuz hit wernt chu? im like yea... he goes damn i aint seen you cry since we wuz lil! i wuz like, yea i know! jus fuckin get me outta here! so we ran to tha hospital and called my unc so nobody in my fam would find out lol

i got shot anutha time in my ankle by some fuckin bitch nigga that thought he wuz cool... he jus got his car i guess, cuz he wuz rollin down tha street bumpin his system talkin shit out tha window, well, he made tha mistake of slowin down and his girl had tha window open, and he drove by us like 7 times! so tha time he slowed down, we ran up when he hit tha red light. and i jumped right in tha passenger window. started bangin his head off tha car door, and he opened tha door and got out, i climbed out and he pulled out, so i tried diving back in tha car and he hit me in tha ankle. i climbed over his bitch covered in blood, and ran my ass in tha woods. i dont understan how i rna? cuz after i stopped, i fell str8 down, and my boys hadda carry me... once again we called my unc lol...

i got stabbed in my left shoulder by some kid that thought a swiss army knife would kill me lol...

my bro beat my ass wit a baseball bat, put me thru a TV, stabbed me in tha leg, and broke a pool-stick across my face.

my dad, pistol whipped me, broke my nose, stabbed me wit a fork, broke my arm wit a 2x4, and broke a few utha bones...

then there's tha 2 uther times i been locked up...

tha 1st time, i shot my friend desiree's bf... tha 2nd time, i killed my friend desiree's ex bf(same guy, but he killed her so i returned tha favor)... he found out that she spent tha night at my house, so he beat tha shit out of her. i found out so i beat tha shit outta him, then shot him... i found him fucking anutha girl, and i pulled out my gun, when he went to reach for his i shot him in tha arm, his girl called tha cops... and i jus kep beatin his ass... then when i wuz locked up.. he sent her, SO, when i got out, i beat his ass again! then he killed her like a month layda... so i went to a party he wuz at wit his new girl... and i started talkin all kindsa shit to him. cuz he ALWAYZ had a gun on him. so i wuz waitin for him to pull it. and as soon as he moved his hand and started pulling it out, i shot him right in tha chest! erybody called tha cops! they musta got like 20 fuckin calls at once!!! all for tha same thing... and when it got taken to court, i didnt get as much time because they never found tha weapon, and he had a gun in his hand. so they called it self defense...

and there wuz a time i almost got locked up... but i aint gettin into details, cuz iono who knows who around here. im sure there's ppl from mass, or RI, or CONN, or NY.. well, i KNOW there's someone from new york. and i aint trying to get myself back involved wit dat shit. so ill just say. i did some shit i shouldna dun...

and then there's just alotta stupid lil fights...

one that i find fucin hilarious!.. ight, i wuz born in 86, i found a disciplinary action paper from 91... i had broken a kids nose cuz he sat in my seat on tha bus, i pulled tha kid outta tha seat, and then he pushed me, so i turned around and elbowed him in tha nose... tha bus monitor said... 'matthew seems to be ready to fight at all times. this could become a potential problem as he gets older'... i started laughin!!!

there's so much more, but havnt been to sleep yet lol. so im tired

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the worse ass kicking i ever got was when i was 13, my brother was 18 and about 300 pounds at the time, we were fighting and he threw me to the ground and sat on top of me and pounded me till i was knoced out.

then another time i was jumped by some guys cause they thought i was from BVTG (a gang from here) fucked me up pretty bad

LMAO at everyone saying they got shot and stabbed tring to sound cool

holy shit.... thats the longest post i have ever seen skrawni ASK RRD... and it doesnt even go on your post count AHAHAHAHAHAHAH

i was shot twice in the right shoulder when i was drivin home to work once... buncha burglars were tryin to pick the lock of the main door of the flat i lived in, i couldnt see what they were doin so i went over to see what was goin on and then it was too late, they saw me, shot me twice (they were prolly aiming for my head) and bolted outta there... they had masks so they never got caught

i got shot with a bb gun and stabbed once in arm
by my sister