First off, no, I am not the victim of some abusive childhood. I grew up as a resonably normal (if not a tad sheltered) kid in a middle class family, but even so, as all children get older they eventually butt heads with their male parental figure. It's part of the process of growing up, and as you get older, part of you yearns for the day when you're as strong as the guy you (hopefully) looked up to. Now that I'm in my 20's, I can firmly say my borderline 50 year old dad could probably still kick my ass. Granted, he's been in the law enforcement bit'nis for about the entire duration of my life as his son and with that comes a great deal of knowledge in the art of beating the crap out of people, but part of me can't help but think "I'm young - I should be vigirous, physically fit, etc", instead, I'm your run of the mill moderately pastey IT support typecast. Oh well. In a few years, when I totally go to a gym and stuff, it's on!
Could you kick your dad's ass?
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yeah. i'm just much bigger and stronger than he is. though i've always gotten along really well with my dad, and can't imagine why we'd come to blows.
edit: though come to think of it, maybe that father/son conflict has just been displaced to tennis. he plays a lot more tennis than i do, and is probably better than i am, but i can usually beat him by virtue of youth and strength. couldn't five years ago.
edit: though come to think of it, maybe that father/son conflict has just been displaced to tennis. he plays a lot more tennis than i do, and is probably better than i am, but i can usually beat him by virtue of youth and strength. couldn't five years ago.
My father did assembly for a living, knows martial arts (I think) and is about 60 pounds heavier than I am at 320 pounds, but since we are of similar builds and I like to use weapons on rare event that I have to defend myself (on top of having an anger problem that I keep in check), I figure we'd do pretty equal. We tolerate one another, though, so I don't think we'd need to come to blows on anything
now that I think about it, on the rare occasion that we've physically fought he'd resort to dirty tricks (walking up on me from behind, catching me somewhere where I'd probably trip over something or can't hold my balance), so I figure I could take him in a straight fight
now that I think about it, on the rare occasion that we've physically fought he'd resort to dirty tricks (walking up on me from behind, catching me somewhere where I'd probably trip over something or can't hold my balance), so I figure I could take him in a straight fight
Nightbreeze
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My dad's about 100lbs heavier then me so all he would have to do is knock me down and sit on me. There's no chance that I could beat him.
Cerebral Palsy
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Nah, I'm too girly. 160 lbs of awesomeness. My dad would drop me in a second.
I could now, easily - but I remember back in Grade 10 when I "neglected" to inform him about a parent-teacher meeting to discuss my grades...my old man picked me up by the front of my shirt with one hand and held me against the wall like the goddamned Terminator.
Love ya, pops.
Love ya, pops.
Incognito said:
Yeah, I'm in a pretty similar boat. My dad's over six feet tall and my brother is a little taller than him. He's still a skinny shit like me, but he actively plays basketball and football, so he's probably got a better shot than me. I'm barely 5'10" and a 150 pounds of anything but muscle.
Forgotten_Taco
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Hell yeah I could!
Edit: Nope
Edit: Nope
No, my Dad (unlike me) has willpower and looks after himself in as much as he goes to the gym 3-4 a week no matter what his work schedule is.
Even (I'm 21) a few months back I joked and said I could put him down if the situation ever called for it. Seconds later and my arm was rammed around my back and his knee on my neck...
He has a couple of false teeth now because when he was in his early 20s he was on a date with a girl and 3 guys jumped him and beat him up as he was walking her home. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction of just sitting there and taking it, so he kept trying to get up, laughing, and mocking them until eventually someone came along and they ran off. That stubborness and pride cost him a few teeth and a severe beating, though...
I obviously don't take after him as I'd probably just tried to run off. :lol
Even (I'm 21) a few months back I joked and said I could put him down if the situation ever called for it. Seconds later and my arm was rammed around my back and his knee on my neck...
He has a couple of false teeth now because when he was in his early 20s he was on a date with a girl and 3 guys jumped him and beat him up as he was walking her home. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction of just sitting there and taking it, so he kept trying to get up, laughing, and mocking them until eventually someone came along and they ran off. That stubborness and pride cost him a few teeth and a severe beating, though...
I obviously don't take after him as I'd probably just tried to run off. :lol
Doom_Bringer
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no and I love my dad. I love my family.
Ninja Scooter
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my dad was Liberace, so probably yes.
FortNinety
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Easily. After two seconds of action, he's sure to get a heart attack. The winner is me!
Wellington
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Hell yeah. Given the opportunity I would too! He backs away when I get riled up, I think he definitely knows better at this point.
My dad works out every day, and is thirty pounds heavier than me. We're the same height, though.
Wrestling him is always fun.
My brother is just getting to be as tall as I am, but I still have a good 60 pounds against him.
Before when I was 255 I could've kicked both their asses, but after losing so much weight and muscle I feel wimpy. I'm at 190 with a good definition, though. I'm happy where am I even if I couldn't kick my dad's ass.
Wrestling him is always fun.
My brother is just getting to be as tall as I am, but I still have a good 60 pounds against him.
Before when I was 255 I could've kicked both their asses, but after losing so much weight and muscle I feel wimpy. I'm at 190 with a good definition, though. I'm happy where am I even if I couldn't kick my dad's ass.
The Faceless Master
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i don't think i could take my dad 1 on 1... even though i'm pretty tough, i think he's tougher...
ScientificNinja
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My dad and I will never come to blows but, now that I consider it...
We're exactly the same height, except I've got a pretty big muscle-bulk advantage over him. His back problems are such that he can't even climb a fence, he can't ride a bike and couldn't catch a football to save his life. On the other hand, I'm seen many people bow down and tremble before his 72-inch plasma display...
We're exactly the same height, except I've got a pretty big muscle-bulk advantage over him. His back problems are such that he can't even climb a fence, he can't ride a bike and couldn't catch a football to save his life. On the other hand, I'm seen many people bow down and tremble before his 72-inch plasma display...
Manabanana
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6'4" ex-bodybuilder. Not a chance. He's got over 100lbs. on me. My older brother MIGHT be able to take him though. He's 6'8" and a professional athlete. Me? 6'4", 160lbs. They wouldn't fight me though, because I might not fix their computers for them after that.
Without question.
6'1"/220 versus 5'10"/175; fairly extensive martial arts experience versus fairly extensive AM radio-listening experience; been in a couple of fights (jumped, actually) versus having never been in a fight (or at least he hasn't told me of any ). I actually recall the first time I realized that I could kick his ass:I was about 15-16 years old, and was a terror-- terrible temper. I used to break walls/sinks/TV's, curse my parents out etc. Yet I still had a fear of my father when I knew that I legitimately did something wrong, unless I was in one of my rages, in which case I was oblivious to all reason or danger. One day I had done something pretty bad (I forget what it was), and he started after me (mind you, I've only been "hit" twice in my life-- at ages 8 and 11, both times a couple of quick strikes on my ass with a belt; yet I still feared him for whatever reason). I ran like a girl up to my sister's room and jumped on the bed, cowering, as he came up the stairs. I then had the most shocking insight-- I said to myself, "wait, what the hell am I running from? I'm bigger than he is." So I get up off the bed and start toward him, and said "what?" (as in "what are you gonna do?") with attitude. He turned right around and headed back down the steps. :lol I'll never forget that day.
My dad's a "solid" 5'5" and 140 lbs. I think he's relatively strong though, and he generally keeps himself in shape. I'm much bigger than him, though I actually weigh less (5'11" and about 125 lbs...yeah, it's embarrassing). I've been working out for the past few months too, and I've gotten pretty strong.
I'd never actually fight him these days, as we're quite close, but when I was younger, I'd get the shit spanked out of me by him. :lol I might try to take him on just for vengeance's sake, but...I doubt it.
I'd never actually fight him these days, as we're quite close, but when I was younger, I'd get the shit spanked out of me by him. :lol I might try to take him on just for vengeance's sake, but...I doubt it.
Biff Hardbody
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My dad's nickname was "gorilla". He used to blackout when he got into fights and go apeshit on the other guy. I watched one such fight when I was a toddler, and still remember him grabbing the other guy by the ears and kneeing the shit out of his face. He told me you never want a fight to go on for more then a few seconds, that stayed with me. No, I couldn't beat him.
evil solrac v3.0
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Loki said:Without question.
I was about 15-16 years old, and was a terror-- terrible temper. I used to break walls/sinks/TV's, curse my parents out etc. Yet I still had a fear of my father when I knew that I legitimately did something wrong, unless I was in one of my rages, in which case I was oblivious to all reason or danger. One day I had done something pretty bad (I forget what it was), and he started after me (mind you, I've only been "hit" twice in my life-- at ages 8 and 11, both times a couple of quick strikes on my ass with a belt; yet I still feared him for whatever reason). I ran like a girl up to my sister's room and jumped on the bed, cowering, as he came up the stairs. I then had the most shocking insight-- I said to myself, "wait, what the hell am I running from? I'm bigger than he is." So I get up off the bed and start toward him, and said "what?" (as in "what are you gonna do?") with attitude. He turned right around and headed back down the steps. :lol I'll never forget that day.
*GASP* what..... i had no idea you were so..... good lord...... i.... i'm... perplexed..... shocked even. chris....... *grabs chest* oh, your poor grandmother!!!!
My dad is 55 years old. Ex reservist. He's 5'8" but weighs about 200 pounds (looks like he's 250) with his arms and legs. He can hit a tennis serve over 120 mph with a rudimentary racket and he can jack a golf ball 400 yards. He could probably put his fist through my skull (out the back) with little problem. I've never tempted fate by crossing him.
evil solrac v3.0
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Loki said:I'm not.
People change.
and then what happened?
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demi said:
i'll be your new father. i'll teach you everything i know. you will be the greatest of my children.
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