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Guys. I need to pick a different picture. This one isn't working out.

It's a great pic. What's wrong with it?


Naw that dudes Irish

You're talking about this guy:

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Phew.
 
Reading Ender's Game helped me dominate schoolyard fights when I was young.

Go for the eyes, nose, or throat.

I get what the author was going for, but Ender would have gotten his ass handed to him if the novel were realistic at all.

No amount of strategy is going to stop someone with vastly superior strength and hand-to-hand experience.
 
I get what the author was going for, but Ender would have gotten his ass handed to him if the novel were realistic at all.

No amount of strategy is going to stop someone with vastly superior strength and hand-to-hand experience.

Kick to the balls usually works in my experience.


Edit: Dammit! Labadal beat me!
 
Ender's Game was ruined for me forever when I realized the end wasn't meant to be a scathing commentary on real life, but was actually Orson Scott Card's racist fantasy.
 
I get what the author was going for, but Ender would have gotten his ass handed to him if the novel were realistic at all.

No amount of strategy is going to stop someone with vastly superior strength and hand-to-hand experience.
As kids there is not much possibility for "vastly different strength." Not until adolescence do physicalities really differentiate that much.

I understand what you're saying, but I was being serious above. Even if you are outmatched, a good punch to the face will ruin the other guy's day.

Now if we're talking grown men it's a different story.

As said above, nutcracking works well. In fact, take heed girl GAF: if you are ever in peril, go for the nuts.
 
I read Ender's Game in high school, but it's hard for me to take Card seriously anymore and that kind of retroactively affects my enjoyment for the any older books before he became openly bigoted.
 
This would have been unfathomable at the beginning of my lifetime.

Hell, even around 1996 or so, it would have been one of those "Yeah, it's theoretically possible, but I can't imagine it ever really happening" sort of things.

But now it's like

"Yup, that's all of us. Neat."

I think it's because we always imagined the power and potential of the internet to be used solely for grand, important things. Instead, the seemingly trivial has also flourished and somehow become meaningful. It's crazy that you are a guy at a computer somewhere and I am a guy at a computer somewhere else. On a video game forum of all things.
 
I've been knee'd in the balls and nobody can run fast enough to outrun someone that angry.
A kick will double you over in pain. You won't be doing any running. We're not talking a love tap here. This isn't ass spanking. This is serious business.

Anyone who thinks they can run after being kicked in the nuts has not been kicked in the nuts.
 
A kick will double you over in pain. You won't be doing any running. We're not talking a love tap here. This isn't as spanking. This is serious business.

Yeah it's happened and my nuts went up to my stomach but it didn't take long for me to compose myself. Granted this was in 4th grade but still.
 
Not the emotional ones. Damn schoolyard politics.

Related last new years some drunk chick tried to kick me in the balls and I caught her foot with my manly thighs. I felt so damn awesome and it was a reaction that there is no way I could have done in a sober state.
 
We should talk about schoolyard fights!

I've only been in one and I got punched so hard that he knocked out my front teeth.

There was a huge kid in my 8th grade class. Football player, probably about 5'11", around 280lbs, a huge dick to everyone.

I was crushing on this girl in school. Like, crushing hard. And she was my best friend. It was one of those things where, when I was sick, I would fake feeling well so I could go to school and hang out with her.

So, one day before class, we're all walking down from the gym to our homerooms. The big kid is stepping on the back of my shoes and it's annoying, but you don't grow up brown in a small town in Tennessee and not be used to bullies. So I ignore him and keep talking. Eventually, when he realizes that isn't bothering me, he reaches forward, grabs my friend's breasts, and squeezes. She lets out a ghastly scream and before I knew it, I was punching him in the face.

Broke his nose!

He broke my teeth.

When we were sitting in the principal's office later, we shook hands and both realized we only really disliked each other because we both got made fun of for being different. Not a single problem after that.
 
Panasonic customer service is terrible. Wow.

One grows accustomed to awesome service from Amazon...then you step out into the jungle and realize most of these other companies are still in the stone age. I hate getting a "technician" on the line and realizing almost immediately that I know more about the product than he does.
 
We should talk about schoolyard fights!

I've only been in one and I got punched so hard that he knocked out my front teeth.

There was a huge kid in my 8th grade class. Football player, probably about 5'11", around 280lbs, a huge dick to everyone.

I was crushing on this girl in school. Like, crushing hard. And she was my best friend. It was one of those things where, when I was sick, I would fake feeling well so I could go to school and hang out with her.

So, one day before class, we're all walking down from the gym to our homerooms. The big kid is stepping on the back of my shoes and it's annoying, but you don't grow up brown in a small town in Tennessee and not be used to bullies. So I ignore him and keep talking. Eventually, when he realizes that isn't bothering me, he reaches forward, grabs my friend's breasts, and squeezes. She lets out a ghastly scream and before I knew it, I was punching him in the face.

Broke his nose!

He broke my teeth.

When we were sitting in the principal's office later, we shook hands and both realized we only really disliked each other because we both got made fun of for being different. Not a single problem after that.

Never really had any serious ones, but in Scotland I used to wear shorts under my uniform (had to attend a Catholic school, and boy was that weird) because there'd always be minor scraps in the schoolyard at lunch, and the favorite tactic for girls was to pull your skirt down.

I also used to be really physical with people (punching them in the shoulders and whatnot) thinking I was tough, until finally a boy a grade higher than me punched me in the chest by way of response. I learned a valuable lesson that day: Don't be a dick.
 
So wait. I just realized that OZ guy is the same guy as in the insurance commercials.

That means 4 of you think this. Interesting.

Oh yeah, totally forgot to mention that. You two should see if you're like long lost bros or something, when I first saw the pic I thought you just took one of his pics and posted it as your avatar.. It wasn't until you said it was you that my mind was full of fuck.

Never really had any serious ones, but in Scotland I used to wear shorts under my uniform (had to attend a Catholic school, and boy was that weird) because there'd always be minor scraps in the schoolyard at lunch, and the favorite tactic for girls was to pull your skirt down.

I also used to be really physical with people (punching them in the shoulders and whatnot) thinking I was tough, until finally a boy a grade higher than me punched me in the chest by way of response. I learned a valuable lesson that day: Don't be a dick.

Whoah, you're Scottish?

Hey there :p
 
Never really had any serious ones, but in Scotland I used to wear shorts under my uniform (had to attend a Catholic school, and boy was that weird) because there'd always be minor scraps in the schoolyard at lunch, and the favorite tactic for girls was to pull your skirt down.

I also used to be really physical with people (punching them in the shoulders and whatnot) thinking I was tough, until finally a boy a grade higher than me punched me in the chest by way of response. I learned a valuable lesson that day: Don't be a dick.
I was always the youngest in my classes, and I wouldn't say I was really bullied, but I used to get teased quite a bit. I learned pretty quickly that if you beat up someone older than you, teasing will generally stop.

I think it was my dad that told me "never start a fight, but if you are in one, make sure to end it." That's probably the only valuable piece of advice he ever gave me.
 
Is there really no place where you can upload a short sound snippet and be able to stream it? I am looking but.. damn :P!
 
Huh, H.P. in a Catholic school uniform...

Definitely not interested in seeing that.

No siree!

Oh yeah, totally forgot to mention that. You two should see if you're like long lost bros or something, when I first saw the pic I thought you just took one of his pics and posted it as your avatar.. It wasn't until you said it was you that my mind was full of fuck.

Full disclosure: the pic is about one and a half years old. I've put on a few pounds since then. I am also sporting a scary beard at the moment. My appearance changes often.
 
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