Quote Originally Posted by Heavy D
Wow....crazy crap there, but most impressive has to be the fact that you remembered the BBP.


And yeah, I agree with how most people have no idea what a real street fight can be like. My father in law to be was a bouncer most of his life. I honestly think I can take him in a rule-controlled match. He's a big guy, took karate most of his life, but he's gotten out of shape. But my girlfriend told me some of the S*** she's seen him do (they live in a recently become gang infested area....its a tradegy whats happened to the town, but thats for a different time.)

Apparently, one time some guy tried to hold them up with a knife, so he gave the guy his wallet. As soon as he turned around, he picked up a rock and whipped it at the guys head. He then picked up another big rock and smashed his knife hand with it while he was still on the ground. (He had her run away while he did this...she ran into a store and watched from there)

That in addition to all sorts of similar finger breaking scenarios at bars and whatnot.

Kind of makes you realize just how hardcore a REAL fight can be, and how just knowing to box, or Judo, or BJJ really WON"T help you as much as you think against some of the crazy assholes out there.
throwing objects is another thing I've been trying to catch onto, very hard though - I guess heres another story

One of these guys I recently started training with is in this bar right, and he's got a reputation for being flashy, doesn't really care that people see him doing all this fancy stuff while he's bouncing (the guys kind of a mental case). So he's sitting on a stool filling out some kind of form and this guy comes up to him and proceeds to calling him out. Saying things like yeah I know martial arts too, 2nd degree black belt this and that whatever. Naturally he says asbolutely nothing back, just looks at the guy and not even with a mean set of eyes just looking at him like it's an everyday conversation. After this dumb S*** is finished shooting his mouth off he turns and starts to walk torward the exit. Right before this guy reaches the door, a screwdriver flys by his face and sticks perfectly into the wall - missing his skull by about 6 inches. He turns and looks torward the bar where my friend is sitting and this guy is filling out the forms like nothing happend, not even looking in that direction. And as expected the loud mouth wasn't a loud mouth anymore, he kept walking and hasn't been seen in that place since.

These people are so amazing and can adapt to so many situations. I never would of thought a quarter or a screwdriver as a serious weapon, but it surely is in the right hands.