street brawls: C or D?

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res ipsa loquitur, y'all!

― Eisbär (llamasfur), Sunday, 26 October 2003 07:03 (twenty-two years ago)

what prompted this thread:

i was coming home tonight, from where i was. i was walking down the street, and there were about a dozen drunken guys outside a pizzeria. one guy's talking shit to another, the other's being held back by one of his buddies. i pay it no mind, then all of sudden all hell breaks lose -- i turn around and see a garbage can flying, a beer bottle smashing against a wall, one guy on the ground getting pounded and kicked on and just a general brawl. funny thing is, all this was a block away from the municipal police station, so naturally the cops are there in no time doing their thing.

well, this is how i spent my night instead of meeting spencer et. al.!

― Eisbär (llamasfur), Sunday, 26 October 2003 07:07 (twenty-two years ago)

I was in one, or near it anyway, a few months back in Montreal. We were out at a club dancing with our traveling companions and assorted members of their extended family -- redneck Quebecois the lot of 'em, nice guys but rough'n'tumble when they're drinking. We were walking back to our hotel when some drunk guy outside another club said something to one of the women in our party, prompting a swift display of manliness by her boyfriend, which cued the rest of the guys in the group to jump on the drunk guy, which cued the bouncers outside the club to jump in, while the women were standing around shouting at their boyfriends and husbands in French. My only role was to kind of ineffectually pull assorted people out of the pile and keep saying, "hey hey hey, cool it, cool it." We managed to extricate ourselves before the cops rolled up a few minutes later (we saw them go by as we rounded the corner). The damages to our party didn't extend much beyond some bloody knuckles, a fat lip and one ripped Tommy Hilfiger shirt; I think the drunk guy whose comment prompted the whole to-do fared somewhat worse, which you'd expect given the 3-to-1 odds against him. The women kept shouting at their boyfriends and husbands in French the whole way back to the hotel, while the guys kept giving each other high fives and saying "I got your back, man, I got your back." I wasn't explicitly reprimanded for not piling on, but there was clearly some doubt about my street cred -- which was OK with me. If you're not an instinctive street brawler, my experience is that it's better to stay out of the way of the guys who are.

― spittle, Sunday, 26 October 2003 22:22 (twenty-two years ago)

ten months pass...

a shame that this thread went nowhere ... surely, other ILXors have seen (or even participated in) street brawls? i mean, we're all bad-asses no?

― Eisbär (llamasfur), Saturday, 11 September 2004 04:47 (twenty-one years ago)

Me and my boy Dominic got jumped on friday night by a group of like 15 kids. We were walking past woolworths and some girl started shouting shit at me and i said something like "that's what your mum said last night" and then some other kid came up and was like "my mum's dead blud" and then a few more came over, one was pulling my hair and two more started punching me in the chest really hard, so i elbowed this kid behind me in the face and got loose but my friend Dom had one up against this car, so they all jumped on him, then the feds came and broke it up. Well anyway, we had to go to the hospital in the end cos Dom had a massive gash above his eye where some kid's ring caught it, and i've now got three cracked ribs. It was kind of fun at the time, but i really regret it now. So much pain.

― scg, Sunday, 12 September 2004 11:57 (twenty-one years ago)

four years pass...

So after deciding not to set my alarm today due to general lack of will to live, I was woken up by the sound of screaming right outside my window. Some woman was howling "YOU ARE WICKED, YOU ARE EVIL. YOU ARE VERY WICKED, AN EVIL PERSON. YOU CAN'T DO THIS AND I WON'T LET YOU. IT IS A GREAT EVIL. YOU ARE EVIL. EVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL"

I got up and opened the curtains and some guy was giving her a parking ticket. He was sort of remonstrating weakly but on a walkie talkie for "back up" or something.

Then as he described the situation and said something like "she won't stop shouting", a weird back and forth began.

WOMAN: "DON'T CALL ME SHE, YOU TREAT ME WITH RESPECT, I AM NOT A SHE, I AM A MRS. WOULD YOU CALL YOUR MOTHER SHE?"
WARDEN:"You're not my mother"
WOMAN: "BUT I AM A MOTHER. I AM AAAAAAA MOTHER. DON'T EVER CALL ME SHE, I AM A MRS. I AM A MOTHER. I HAVE A SON. I HAVE KIDS. YOU HAVE NO RESPECT. YOU ARE WICKED"
WARDEN: "I'm calling the police"
WOMAN: "YOU CAN CALL THE CHIEF CONSTABLE, I KNOW HIM, HE KNOWS ME. YOU CAN CALL TONY BLAIR OR CHERIE BLAIR. YOU ARE WICKED. YOU CAN'T DO THIS. I WILL SUE YOU AND IT WILL COST YOU 8000 POUNDS. I HAVE A BARRISTER. YOU THINK AFTER YOU LOSE 8000 POUNDS YOU'LL KEEP YOUR JOB. I AM LEAVING NOW. I'M GOING"

Woman leaves.

Was so fucking insane, it went on forever....wish I had a video camera.

― Local Garda, Monday, 5 January 2009 17:37 (seventeen years ago)

Was it Alex from last year's Big Brother?

― snoball, Monday, 5 January 2009 17:53 (seventeen years ago)

Was hoping for fisticuffs.

― graty80 (libcrypt), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:01 (seventeen years ago)

sorry no fisticuffs, this thread was the closest I could find!

― Local Garda, Monday, 5 January 2009 18:09 (seventeen years ago)

If you got in a fight with someone right now then that would make me satisfied you have filled yr obligations.

― graty80 (libcrypt), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:14 (seventeen years ago)

Saw some fisticuffs last night on Green Lanes. One of the guys had taken his belt off as well and was trying to beat the fisticuffs that way.

― chord simple (j.o.n.a), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:25 (seventeen years ago)

I miss all the good stuff. Someone said to me recently, "I hear your friends from 'X Bar' are kind of violent" and I was like, uh, I dunno, I never noticed anything? Maybe I go home too early.

― One Community Service Mummy, hold the Straightedge Merman (Laurel), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:27 (seventeen years ago)

I haven't seen a street fight in over a year and I live in Glasgow. Weird.

― what U cry 4 (jim), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:28 (seventeen years ago)

I did see someone lying on the pavement after being stabbed recently tho, so that counts for something.

― what U cry 4 (jim), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:29 (seventeen years ago)

I thought casual violence flowed like mothers' milk in the streets of Glesga.

xp ah that's better.

― One Community Service Mummy, hold the Straightedge Merman (Laurel), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:29 (seventeen years ago)

Yeah, people like a scrap up here but I've just been lucky recently I guess. Ah actually I just remembered about 8 months ago I saw a coworker have his cheek broken by a headbutt outside a Weatherspoons.

― what U cry 4 (jim), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:30 (seventeen years ago)

Still, a quiet year.

― what U cry 4 (jim), Monday, 5 January 2009 18:31 (seventeen years ago)

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