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"Hey you fucking pussies!!" Just random taunting and cuss words. The minute they walk out the door, the asshole friends starts screaming at a random group of guys. One of the guys had been a massive dick to everybody the entire night while his poor friend spent the entire time trying to prevent him from getting kicked out or his head kicked in. One night two guys were leaving the club I was working at. More often than not, yes, you'll end up getting a fist in the face for getting involved.

They then gave me a ride home and I had to watch my back for a whole year whenever I drove through my neighborhood. I explain to the cops what had happened and they told me they knew the cars that had drove off. As they all stepped out of the car the cops pulled in and they all drove away. Moments before the cops showed up, and I am not exaggerating, three cars pulled up to the house with a bunch of thugs carrying sticks and shit. I explain to the man that opened the door what happened and he had his wife call the cops. He drops the pole and runs off back to the park. I moved in and punched him really fuckin hard in the face. I grabbed the pole since it was coming at me pretty slow. While I'm standing in this house's yard, the thug picks up this huge metal pole that belong to a swing and tried to hit me with it. So I ran up to a house that was close by and asked if I can use the phone to call the police. Of course I was about a mile from my house and didn't have a phone on me. He pulls out his phone and calls his homeboys. Puts his hands in his pants as if he had a gun and says "You messed with the wrong nigga now.(he's white btw) I said "I'm gonna let you go, but you need to leave and stop fucking with me". And I grabbed his hands and put him in a choke hold while pressing his body on the ground. I said "You need to back off, dude." He of course shoves me. So he runs up to me, and gets in my face saying "You ain't saying shit now, are you?" I gave him a fair warning.

He takes this as a sign that I want to fight. Some wannabe thug ran up to me at a park and started talking massive shit. The most recent street fight I was in was last year. The fight continued until some people saw how bad my face was and broke it up. But adrenaline takes over and I didn't even feel the hit. The other guy had me on the ground and then slam my face into the concrete. There was one street fight I actually lost pretty bad. All you need to do is to back off and do one good punch. In a street fight your opponent is just hectically swinging his arm.

In an MMA fight the fight is very calm with you and your opponent watching each other. I've been in a few street fights growing up.