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I know @HammerDown took a picture with him once.You already know the Frank Wycheck story.
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I know @HammerDown took a picture with him once.You already know the Frank Wycheck story.
nah, i like the idea that the toughest mofo in Vegas posts with us on the hoopI have some of those too.
I got my ass kicked many times. If you've never had your ass beat, you're probably a bully, and ran from real challenges.nah, i like the idea that the toughest mofo in Vegas posts with us on the hoop
keep the aura alive
well there's thatI got my ass kicked many times. If you've never had your ass beat, you're probably a bully, and ran from real challenges.
For what it's worth, Frank is an overweight mental vegetable now.You already know the Frank Wycheck story.
Yeah, right at the exact spot on the field where he threw the pass that started the Music City Miracle.I know @HammerDown took a picture with him once.
Stop driving 10 under in the left lane and not knowing how to use a turn signal damnit
Had a guy grab my wife's ass while standing in line for a beer. We had just gotten to a music festival, and we were stone sober. He was hammered, with about 3 or 4 buddies. I tried to let him slide, and just told his buddies to get ahold of their friend. This was several years ago, think I was about 29 or 30, and in pretty damn good shape. He kept running his mouth, and at one point he was drunk wobbling and trying to talk shit to the back of my head. He bumps into me, and I turn around and warn him one more time. He got about halfway through the sentence of "What the fuck are you gonna do?" Not sure where I cut him off, but I smacked him in the fucking face as hard as I could. He fell into his buddies and took two of them to ground with him. He was a fucking bloody mess instantly.
Not to be the internet tough guy, and those days are gone for me now at 45, but there was a time when I didn't hesitate to smack a fuckhead in mouth.
Throat punched a guy one night at a concert. He spilled my beer all over me on accident, and I was just kind of like "wtf". Shit happens, and I wasn't going to do anything until he started with this over the top disingenuous apology. "OH MAN I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY DUDE!!" over and over, while mock wiping my shirt. I told him it was fine and to "just stfu and get away from me". That's when he decided to spill HIS beer on me. I whooped his ass like @Handicappers claims to whoop peoples asses at Jason's Deli. I think he was the only guy I ever kicked in the face when he was down. I doubt he did that again.
I have had so many incidents that I have just walked away from. SO many. Its rarely worth it to do anything about some dickhead that only wants to get a rise out of you. 9.99 times out of 10 they're some POS with nothing to lose, and would love to bring you down to their level. It has been about 15 years since I really got into anything like that. I think I have about 45 seconds of fury. If you get through that, I'm probably mince meat.
The only people that ever whipped my ass were my parents. My father used his belt and my mother used her wooden spoon. The last time that happened was when I was a freshman in high school - when I asked my father as he was whipping me "are you done yet?" It pissed him off and he whipped me longer and harder for saying that, but it made him realize I graduated from whippings and they both dealt with me via alternate means henceforth.I got my ass kicked many times. If you've never had your ass beat, you're probably a bully, and ran from real challenges.
I think I told you guys I was a bouncer for a couple of summers in '06 and '07 when I was going through separation and divorce and learned a LOT from the active duty CPO who was the head bouncer as well as a conversation with Dan Henderson at the gym (I was 6' 4+" 260 at the time and working out every damn day). When you know just a little, have the size AND you're sober while they're drunk, you're pretty much assured dominance. Shoving trouble-makers and assholes around while getting paid $120 cash-under-the-table for a 4-hr stint, not to mention NOT having a $100 bar tab at the end of the night is pretty addicting! Back then my business was exploding and my secretary covered me and I lived in a townhome right above the bars. Wow, what a time that was!Haven't been on a bar fight in nearly 50 years. I walk away from assholes before it escalates.
Fuck off tough guy!The only people that ever whipped my ass were my parents. My father used his belt and my mother used her wooden spoon. The last time that happened was when I was a freshman in high school - when I asked my father as he was whipping me "are you done yet?" It pissed him off and he whipped me longer and harder for saying that, but it made him realize I graduated from whippings and they both dealt with me via alternate means henceforth.
Beyond that, the last physical altercation I was involved in was also when I was a freshman in high school when I successfully defended myself from a bully and provided notice to other prospective bullies to take me off their target list.
Ultimately, I don't typically put myself in positions where physical altercations have an elevated possibility and I'm respectful to everyone I contact.
My friends dad was SWAT officer, and had a gym at his house. He knew all kinds disciplines, but loved to teach us Muy Thai. Up close and personal type striking, and clinching. That shit came in handy over the years.I think I told you guys I was a bouncer for a couple of summers in '06 and '07 when I was going through separation and divorce and learned a LOT from the active duty CPO who was the head bouncer as well as a conversation with Dan Henderson at the gym (I was 6' 4+" 260 at the time and working out every damn day). When you know just a little, have the size AND you're sober while they're drunk, you're pretty much assured dominance. Shoving trouble-makers and assholes around while getting paid $120 cash-under-the-table for a 4-hr stint, not to mention NOT having a $100 bar tab at the end of the night is pretty addicting! Back then my business was exploding and my secretary covered me and I lived in a townhome right above the bars. Wow, what a time that was!
Seeing drunks every night do stupid, humiliating things really changed me though. I just have zero desire to see violence now and instead try to work on being mentally prepared to unleash some razor-sharp passive-aggressive if I need to. I rarely need to.
Thank you Stephen Seagull.My friends dad was SWAT officer, and had a gym at his house. He knew all kinds disciplines, but loved to teach us Muy Thai. Up close and personal type striking, and clinching. That shit came in handy over the years.
He can't fightThank you Stephen Seagull.
I just grabbed the first name that came to mind.He can't fight
70% of the shit talkers on this thread could probably kick my ass if we came to blows, but 100% of them wouldn't try it. I'm too smart and cool to have to try to pretend to be tough.Fuck off tough guy!
I pretended for a while.70% of the shit talkers on this thread could probably kick my ass if we came to blows, but 100% of them wouldn't try it. I'm too smart and cool to have to try to pretend to be tough.![]()
In high school, we got into a huge fight with bikers that were bouncing a Halloween party. My buddy saw one of them smacking a girl on the hood of a car when we were leaving. So he starts smacking the guy around. He screams to his buddies who come running. There was a big stand off for a few minutes with the big meathead of their group talking big shit to my friend that was bitch slapping the woman beater. I told him to come talk shit to me, and when he ignored me, I said," Look at me when I'm talking to you punk!" He tried to just bum rush me, and busted a bottle over his head, and the whole fucking street was mass fucking chaos.I just grabbed the first name that came to mind.
I never threw hands with him.
Man, New York used to have some of thee GAYEST criminals evar