[Closed] When was the last time you have punched someone?

Whats a TLS?

[quote=ski said] TLS.

Thoroughly likeable sort ?

The cad!

thieving lying scrote?

JLS tribute band?

Totally, like, something?

1983 ish.

About three years ago. To stop them from swallowing stolen jewellery and potentially choking themselves.

Worked too.

A team leader support 😉 they get ****ted quite often here, think it's in their job description

Times Literary Supplement?

I got jumped by a few guys while walking through a park a few years ago. I think I managed to punch someone, but it could have just been my hand hitting the ground after the third or fourth blow to the head knocked me out 🙂

Times Literary Supplement - escorted of the premises seems a little harsh

edit:baah - beat me to it!

About 2-3 times a week.

In the gym.

1983 ish.

Funny that me too! Army boxing comp.

When I was 16.

does a donkey punch count?? 😈

About 5yrs ago when out with a mate. I told him if he came back from the bar with another tray of absinthe shots I would punch him in the face.

He did.

I did.

In anger? not needed to since school (and I didn't [i]need[/i] to then either!).

In martial arts training? So often I loose count. As long as you're padded up, it's all OK!

sometime in secondary school so >20years ago, I think personally I've only had about 3 fights, been embroiled in a couple since but haven't actually thrown a punch.

About 1994. The bloke I tried to punch ducked and I smacked the huge Maori who was restraining him straight in the face. That brought a swift end to hostilities.

My brother. Some point in the mid-eighties

Can't remember the last time a actually punched some one, probably 15-20 years ago, I used to have a tendency to fight a bit in my younger days, which I'm not proud of BTW.

But i got into a bit of a comedy altercation with someone 9 years ago on my 30th birthday. Some guy swung for my mate whilst trying to jump into a taxi that was stopping for us, I grabbed him and shoved him up against some gates, which then opened and we both fell to the floor. He was extremely drunk and could hardly stand, so I thought it was unfair to hit him, even though he was doing his best to hit me. I told him a few time to stop trying to hit me or I would knock him out, but he kept trying. He then swung for me one last time missed by a mile and ended up punching his own GF in the face! At which point we thought it was probably better leaving.....

1978-ish

2006 down in manchester(utd v celtic), it was quickly followed by a flying kick to the teeth to another. I was in the right, and the polis agreed! 🙂 I basically pulled up some racist **** celtic fans(I don't recognise them as such) for being abusive to a black lassie behind a counter, his mates tried attacking me, I got away, phoned my mates who where across the road as I was going to get mauled by a larger group outside, a bit of a ruckus started outside, we got the better of it! 🙂

I initially started running away when the polis turned up, but quickly thought, here wait a minute, I wasn't in the wrong, and turned and explained the situation to the polis. they asked if I wanted to bring charges after talking to the shop, but i just left it at that, they never caught anyone else and there wasn't really any point in taking it any further.

About 10 years ago - walking home on my own from evening out (ironically not drunk as I was racing the next day), town was busy with groups of drunks. Crowd of rugby types grabbed me, threw me on the hood of a parked car and jumped on top of me. I got a couple of punches in before they figured out that I wasn't finding their hilarious joke very amusing, and was in fact terrified.

1986 I think - school stuff.

Both road rage incidents. A bmw tried to run my mate off the road. Then he bleeped his horn in disgust and the bmw screeched to a halt and a passenger got out and tried to push my mate of his bike. So I got off a cracked him round the chops.

Early this year, a car side swiped me so I pressed the horn, as above screeched to a halt and started pushing me on my motorbike and kicking me, so I got off and cracked him twice.

I don't fight but endanger my life, friends and family and I'll become very aggressive.

Have never committed an act of physical violence against another person outside of a gym or sportsfield

January..
A close associate announced his intention to have a relationship with the then very recently estranged mother of my children..
We went out for a few drinks to discuss our feelings on the matter and after a very civilised afternoon of friendly drinking, once we were good and drunk, he invited me to punch him in the face..

I took him up on his offer immediately with very unsatisfactory results as my aim was a little off and I didn't get any weight behind it due to the drink..

I explained that I prefer to fight when sober and requested another shot under more favourable conditions..
He politely declined my request

Tuesday. Someone asked me to price-match CRC and then offered to pay in Jaffa Cakes.

Can't remember last time I punched someone, at a guess it would have been in my teens. So 30 years ago. Yeh I know rubbish story, don't know why I posted.

As "mate" who was saying inappropriate things about MrsCoolhandluke (before she became MrsCoolhandluke) in about 1990

One swift punch, and he fell on his arse about 5 feet further back from where he started off.

Last Friday in Stretford Tesco's, when an altercation over a big telly got out of hand

1999, the night after watching Fight Club at uni the male members of our household (about 6 of us) decided to get smashed then do our own version in the garden.
it started off in a playful manner but ended up quite heavy. I got pile-driven into a concrete floor on my head and it kicked off after that... not 100% sure what happened but there were some black eyes and bloody noses the next morning...
before that it was at junior school 10 years earlier.

A kid tried to steal my dinner money when I was about 13. I punched him, broke his nose and glasses then commenced jumping on his head.
I nearly got expelled. Nobody really cared about bullies in the 80s. Nobody tried to bully me again.

Ive never punched anyone, or been punched

At school over 40 years ago. Until this March when a seriously out of it **** tried to mug me in DIdcot Station carpark. To be fair he probably did most of the work of falling over himself and my punch just toppled him slightly. He was a bit dizzy from have a Solarstorm 2 shone in his eyes from 6 inches away.
In retrospect I was very lucky he wasn't a bit more alert - I'm a runner, not a fighter.

I once punched a horse to the ground

I've never thrown a punch that I can think of.

I just stand and grin stupidly it unnerves people!

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When I was 14ish in a school fight. (c1983)

1982 when I was 5 years old. A mate bit the plastic helmet of my spaceman smurf and broke it off.
So I punched him.

A few months ago when an idiot driver thought he would force me off the road at a traffic light junction. Wound the window down to ask what his problem was. Before I knew what was happening he'd got out of the car ran round and tried to punch me through the open window. I caught his wrist and jacket dragging towards the car and he kissed the top of door spraying blood everywhere. By the time I'd gotten out of the car he was almost cowering by his door so I just slapped him round the head calling him a dick and walked off shaking my head. The other drivers who'd witnessed it were beeping their horns and giving me the thumbs up.
When I got back in the car I couldn't stop my left leg from shaking and kept stalling the car. It took me at least 30 minutes to cool down again.

probably when I was at secondary school, so mid-1980s.

However I did come very close to thumping a very obnoxious project manager in a shipyard in Newcastle about 6 years ago.. thankfully common sense got the better of me, and I backed down.

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OT but, as a youngster (as in too young to be in a pub), myself and a couple of school mates were out drinking in pubs. We were in one fairly rough pace and we heard some noise coming from the back of the pub. Going to have a look I learned about a brand new sport I'd never heard of called a Punch In The [url= http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=pus ]Pus (see 2 for definition)[/url] contest. For this the contestants stand facing each other in the middle of the floor, a coin gets tossed and the winner goes first. Literally punches the other one in the pus (or "bang in the pus" according to rules and what the audience were shouting). If the recipient of the bang in the pus stays on his feet, he gets a return shot. Then repeat til one falls over.
I declined the offer to take part.
A few years later, I was working in a bar when the manager was going on holiday and a relief manager came in. His assistant was the undisputed Punch In the Pus Champion, and looked like it.

[i]One swift punch, and he fell on his arse about 5 feet further back from where he started off. [/i]

Pics or it didn't happen.

Late 80s, nightclub in Portsmouth. It's the done thing you know.

Bloke had groped my mate's bird, like. Bouncers wouldn't do anything so my mate went for him and I went for his big mate. His nose bled, so hopefully it was busted. Nothing for 20 years before that and nothing since.
Although that X6 driver definitely would've got it, jammy bastard 😆

Late 90s. I was riding my motorbike home form work, filtering past crawling traffic when the pick up truck driven by a builder type in his fifties, that I was passing started moving across, pushing me into the oncoming traffic. I could see the driver's face in the mirror. He knew exactly what he was doing. I accelerated past then had to stop in front as there wasn't a big enough gap to go any further. Next thing I know he's nudging my back wheel with the bumper of the truck. I got off my bike went back to the truck to ask what the hell he was trying to prove. When all I got back was abuse I punched him on the side of the face, not as hard as I'd have liked as it was on the limit of my reach. I went back to my bike and he followed me, grabbing me round the neck as I sat back on my bike and started ranting at me. By this time the traffic in the opposite lane was moving faster and my first thought was how easy it would be to kick him across into the path of one of those cars. Eventually after I pointed out how his truck was now holding up the traffic on our side of the road he let go and we went our merry ways.

Like many others last proper fight where I got a punch in was stotting some bully on the head to show him not to. worked well. Other than that I've had a few thrown in my direction but I don't really believe it helps so tend to run away... unless its car drivers doing near death things, but then punching a car doesn't count right? 😉

About 3 years ago, Christmas Eve or maybe the 23rd in Morrison's of all places.

I picked up some sprouts (which I hate) and someone grabbed me from behind and tried to shove me into the display over it. It wasn't even that busy and I'm sure they had some more under the display or out the back but they were the last ones this moron could see and somehow me picking them up was more than a little insulting - he shoved, I turned around the did the stupid Brit thing of trying to apologise and was greeted by a mad looking red faced bloke about 50 years old spiting out insults, he tried to shove me again and with my calves already at the edge I would have gone over so I pulled back and let rip - hit him with a glancing blow at about 4mph - but thankfully it was enough to let him know he wasn't dealing with pussy veg buyer!

I used to have a decent punch in my 20's - 'in the gym' anyway, but I've got a plate in my left wrist which means punching would hurt me more than them and a mangled right elbow which gives me almost no reach - so I'm a 'lover' these days ha ha.

Last year after driving into me the driver got out of his car called me a few names and punched me around the head a bit before driving off. He came back when I was calling the cops and had another go, I wasn't taking any chances this time and beat the shit out of him.

Couldn't sleep for a week with feelings of guilt, technically no reason, he started it, ran a car into me, then punched me, there was witnesses and he got done by the law but I never ever want to hit another human being again, there are no winners.

In Morrisons! Brilliant - Supermarket Rage! 😆

Some arse (builder type again) turning left from the RH lane then started a fight because I didn't make allowances for his illegal move. After the 5th or 6th punch had hit him, he decided it wasn't such a big issue and that he'd like to go on his way (after stopping the bleeding first).
He just saw a bloke in a shirt and thought he was in for an easy ride. I regret being put in the situation, but the look on his face when he realised he'd bitten off more than he could chew. Priceless.

Not sure if I am a good puncher anymore, however I did get into quite a few fights at school and have the souvnier 'broken knuckle' on my left hand from smacking someone. Had to sit at the dinner table as a 15yr old lad nearly crying but having to stifle it in case my dad asked what happened

Used to play football to a high standard. Never started any fights but my style of play meant I was always the one who got punched for some reason. Even my team mates would comment on how they always felt safe when things kicked off because it would be me getting punched.

I know for a fact I can take a good punch. One such incident involved me getting punched by a knuckle head centre forward, I grappled with him and his team mate took a run up and launched me into orbit. I took it and ended up rolling around with the 2 of them. All three of us got sent off and I couldn't eat properly for weeks so I think he may have cracked my jaw.

All good fun though

last time was in a club at Uni, friend (7 stone girl) bumped someone of dance floor ( a bloke).
Who then went to take a swing at her, not proud of this but ended punching him in face not too hard, & then picking him up by the head and chucking him across the dance floor, he got up a couple of times to try and take a swing but just pushed him back over.

Bouncers had waited till it finished to ask us all to leave, quite politly as I think they though I was going to go fully postal.

Not at all proud of this but was 20 seconds of 'flip top head' when saw him going to punch my mate.

Two years ago, a karate hard man, spent a good 5 minutes trying to land a killer kick on me, then he started to flag a bit, so i put one on him, well a few actually. 😀

Probably a different thread, but silly things you got into fights over at school?
Hard to top sprouts in Morrisons, but a kid took one of my cakes in baking class - cue fists flying. I can still remember our 2 friends standing there in stitches at what we were fighting over, then breaking it up because we were all scared of the (female) teacher!

Two weeks ago.

Road rage incident. A guy cut my mother up and then smashed my wing mirror. He became aggressive and came at me, so I belted him.

I ended up with a sore shoulder and pulled a load of muscles in my chest when we started wrestling in the street.

I should have stayed in the car, took down his number plate and driven off. Hindsight is a wonderful thing.

2006 milling contest - Winner 8)

plenty of walls since

Last thing I punched was a car door mirror! Not one of my greatest moments.
Been clouted a few times but strangely it never seemed to do much damage, got punched on the nose by one of the local BNP skins about 20yrs ago on a Xmas Eve in the pub (I was well known by them for my anti fascist activities) & he looked rather upset when all I did was giggle.
Cut me a bit, but the landlady was a vetinary nurse so stitched me up without needing anaesthetic - did a good job too, you can hardly see the scars.
Last punch I remember actually throwing was back in school, had recently come out of hospital after having my feet rebuilt & I still had stitches in & was wearing shoe splints. A friend was threatening/trying to stamp on my feet - he was around 6ft & I was about 4'11". I jumped up in the air & bloodied his nose, not sure who was the most shocked TBH.

long story short .man took bike off my 16 year old nephew while he was riding it, my son phoned me so off i went and to my surprise it was a 40ish year old bloke going hell for leather with my son and other mates following a distance behind telling me which way he was going. when i confronted him the bloke tried to strangle me,so punched him to the ground (around 6 punches). dont feel bad about it in the slightest.sometimes people do deserve a smack

I treat punching like pleasantries.

Can I have a cup of tea, please <thwack!>

Do you have the time? <lamp!>

Oh, hello, Vicar. <bosh!>

*windmills out of thread*

On the topic of punches, this is the funniest thing I've seen all day - granted I've just woken up.

"He's probably more British than me, I'm ****in Australian"

^^^ NSFW (with the volume up) but good stuff!

Never. Got punched in the back of the head by some drunk chap many years ago, he thought I was someone else, I was also too drunnk to manage to retaliate, and the GFs (sober) dad appeared at the right time and told him to do one. Which he did.

God, even I'm tempted to use the "cool story bro" meme on myself!

at a house party in nottingham about 10 years ago?

some guy nicked our pot, I challenged him as he left he pushed me, I took a swing, he ducked and ****ted me straight in the jaw, went down like a sack of...

He was apparently a youth boxing champ, but thats hear nor there Im a lover, not a fighter

Last night and then Saturday then Monday but that is just training

In an actual fight about 1984

Violence is tragic an almost never the answer to anything other than self defence when all other options are exhausted

Ah the typical shove to find your range and then the big right hand.

as i said violence solves nothing

Dojo, 1984.

[i]A kid tried to steal my dinner money when I was about 13. I punched him, broke his nose and glasses then commenced jumping on his head.
I nearly got expelled. Nobody really cared about bullies in the 80s. Nobody tried to bully me again.[/i]

oooh scary! 😯

I don't think I've ever thrown a punch at anyone other than when we were both wearing boxing gloves.

Having witnessed a young lad die from a single punch I don't think I would resort to any form of violence unless my or someone's life was in danger.

took a bit of a slapping off a gang of lads (probably about 16 years old, I would have been about 32) the other year.

There was maybe a dozen of them, just out for shits and giggles. Even though I've hardly thrown a punch in my life, once the adrenaline kicked in I had to remind myself not to react; they were clearly looking for an excuse to get nasty and it's a notoriously stabby area with a long history of gang violence.

scary and humiliating. only cuts and bruises though. small mercies...

Not for years last time I needed to punch something I got Chewie to do it.

When my son was born and someone in the pub said "congratulations is it yours or did you just take the blame?" .He got kicked out of the pub and I got bought beer for years after because he is an asshole.

Someone road raged me back in the summer when I was cycling with a friend. He came for me and looked stroppy so I knocked him out with a single punch and then volleyed him right in the knackers. Also last Friday I glassed a bouncer in a west end nightclub because he looked at my pint in a funny way.

These comments may well be fictional and I may have never hit any one ever.

I punched a bloke 'cause he spilt my bird.

(Had to make sure I spelled that write)

last one was in march of this year, it resulted in a short stay in hospital to have my knuckle wired back on 😐 (
he was a mess, there were witnesses and I really though I would have been arrested, but him being a right c**t and he seems to always be in trouble didn't pursue it (thank ****) 😳
lots of neighbours say hello and smile at me since Strangely tho, seems fella isn't liked round here much at all

doris5000 - Member
took a bit of a slapping off a gang of lads (probably about 16 years old, I would have been about 32) the other year.

There was maybe a dozen of them, just out for shits and giggles. Even though I've hardly thrown a punch in my life, once the adrenaline kicked in I had to remind myself not to react; they were clearly looking for an excuse to get nasty and it's a notoriously stabby area with a long history of gang violence.

scary and humiliating. only cuts and bruises though. small mercies...

One was my mate that decided it would be a good idea to ask a group of guys playing fitba if they wanted a photo. i got caught and leathered, wasn't too bad tbh they realised it wasn't me being the wide-o.

The other I was just walking to the shops in another scheme with a lassie, then all of a sudden, people started coming from nowhere and attacking me, I managed to get myself into a chippy and get my back against a wall atleast and limit the beating to a point. I reckon only reason i'm alive is because at the end of the queue to beat me was a guy I went to school with and he managed to stop the ravaged hoards long enough to get me a head start to run like ****. Scariest night of my life tbh.

barely got a punch in either!

The other I was just walking to the shops in another scheme with a lassie, then all of a sudden, people started coming from nowhere and attacking me, I managed to get myself into a chippy and get my back against a wall atleast and limit the beating to a point. I reckon only reason i'm alive is because at the end of the queue to beat me was a guy I went to school with and he managed to stop the ravaged hoards long enough to get me a head start to run like ****. Scariest night of my life tbh.

barely got a punch in either!

When he was about 16, my brother started or at least helped to instigate a fight with about half a dozen squaddies, he floored one of them before the rest of them piled in and started kicking him when he was down.

He still to this day thinks that it was hilariously funny.....which I don't really get.

Many years ago I witnessed my brother being paralysed during a Thai boxing bout. I knew the fight was a bad idea as I saw his opponent kicking a concrete post just before the fight.

I swore revenge, and ended up being adopted by an old coach in the jungle who taught me to fight.

He dropped things from a great height onto my stomach to strengthen my stomach muscles and I ended up kicking a banana tree to pieces. I got off with his daughter who was hot after I protected her from some local gangsters who were extorting money from her.

One time he took me to a local bar and got me drunk, and told the locals that I was looking for trouble, I beat them all up.

Eventually, I fought the champion who paralysed my brother - needless to say I won and got the girl!

A couple of months ago.... Took the family and dog out for a gentle ride and some idiots dog attacked mine. I tried to ride between the two and the bloke pushed me off my bike, so I swung for him, just after that mrsvader got in the way so it didn't go further.