Kick your Dad's ass

[Reggie Dunlop]

Pound for pound, I wouldn't have messed with the old feller in his prime. Pure street fighter. Little guy, but shifty as hell.

[Reaper]

I'm 6'3" and 280. My dad is 5'7" and 180. I'm 33 and he's 68. All I'd really have to do is land a good shot and fall on him. Of course, all off this would really only come into play if he were somehow turned into a zombie and he was hungry for brains. I could never really hit my dad.

[Reggie Dunlop]

Originally Posted by Vulcan

On the bright side, he taught me how to handle the old school harda....

Well, what are you suppossed to do when you're twelve?

1. Do your homework,
2. Eat your vegetables.
3. Clean up your room.
4. Stop pestering your sibling (if applicable).

Twelve-year-olds can be a handful because, well they're, well, boisterous to use a word. Hating them? Well. I just can't understand that because it's just not in my contextual experience. You have my sympathies.

[Vulcan]

Originally Posted by Reggie Dunlop

Well, what are you suppossed to do when you're twelve?

1. Do your homework,
2. Eat your vegetables.
3. Clean up your room.
4. Stop pestering your sibling (if applicable).

Twelve-year-olds can be a handful because, well they're, well, boisterous to use a word. Hating them? Well. I just can't understand that because it's just not in my contextual experience. You have my sympathies.

Don't want or need any sympathy, I'm very well, but thanks. The man hated everyone including himself.
Alls well that ends well.

[HalifaxDrunk]

Originally Posted by Maritime Q-Scout

to keep in shape he does kick boxing, weight training, and runs. Too keep in shape I eat cookies.

Man, thats gold!


My father is a retired Navy engineer, he was/is tough as nails. I'm much bigger than my Dad but it's a mental thing, I could stop him from doing any damage to me but I couldn't bring myself to hurt him.

I can kick his ass in a drinking contest.

[pope04]

Before my father died, no way. He was 6'3", 235, I'm currently 6'1" and 185. He put in his 25 years as a member of the CPS, and he spent his youth in war-torn Germany. He died of cancer, and, on his deathbed, he insisted we have an armwrestle.

He won.

[return to the red]

I'm not sure about this one.

age: 27 vs. 59
weight: 175 vs. 210
height: 6'0 vs 5'10
experience: I've gotten beaten up a few times so I guess you can say I know how to take a punch
I once watched my dad flip his younger brother over the fence pretty easily
analysis: I THINK I can take my old man but if it came down to it numerous farming years would probably win (unless I kicked him in the junk first)

[habernac]

LOL. Ever heard of indian leg wrestling? You lay down on the ground, head to feet. You hook up your legs and try to pull the other person over. Kind of like arm wrestling with legs. My Dad's two cousins a few years back were teasing him, calling him "pencil pusher" all this other crap. One was a longshoreman, the other a tree faller, two very physical guys. Dad was tossing them across the room with no effort whatsoever. I wish I had that on tape.

[bigtmac19]

Originally Posted by Maritime Q-Scout

Dad's in his early 50's, I'm in my mid 20's, and he'd kick my ass 8 ways from Sunday.

To put this in perspective: to keep in shape he does kick boxing, weight training, and runs. Too keep in shape I eat cookies.

LOL, thanks for the good laugh for this morning.

[CMPunk]

Dad's a retired cop and works out everyday.

I play hockey a couple times a week and sit at a computer

I'd so get my ass kicked

[CaptainCrunch]

My dad is 5 foot 8 150 pounds, I'm 6 foot 245.

My dad was raised in the streets in Northern Sask by a father who was absent most of the time because he enjoyed drinking, and his mother didn't care about her sons. So my dad lived hand to hand and fought for everything. He's full of some nasty tricks, and all about the mean ness.

I was raised in a nice middle class home, I had to fight in high school against other nice white bread middle class kids, but I did pick up some skills on the way.

When I was 18 and much bigger he choked me out during a friendly tiff. That same year we both lost our temper and had an actual drag em out brawl in the back yard. I hit him with a shovel and he tossed me through a fence, we both ended up laughing about it while we were getting stitched up.

Could I beat my dad up? Probably, but I don't want to take the chance, he fights for real and for keeps. Plus he's nearly 80, and dosen't drink anymore so that whole mean ness advantage is gone.

[Flashpoint]

Originally Posted by pope04

Before my father died, no way. He was 6'3", 235, I'm currently 6'1" and 185. He put in his 25 years as a member of the CPS, and he spent his youth in war-torn Germany. He died of cancer, and, on his deathbed, he insisted we have an armwrestle.

He won.

My Dad turns 70 next year, but even so, he would definitely do some serious damage with the meat hammers he calls "hands".

Hmmm... would I rather fight 20 nine year old kids in a basketball court, or my Dad...

Meh. I'd probably lose either way. I'm easy to beat up (but hard to kill).

[Nufy]

My Dad is in his ealry 60's and has been working manual labor type jobs since he was 18 or earlier. ( I wasn't around to know for sure)

H'e a bit slower than he used to be but more then once in my teens I can remember him holding me by my ankles and swinging a belt at my butt.

I can't remember what I did but I'm sure I deserved it.

In short......not a chance in hell could I beat him.

[zukes]

Even in my dad's prime he'd be no match for me. He used to be 6'2" and 180lb of lean strength. I am 6'3" and 265lb of strength and fat, LOL, but not a chance. Now, he's about 150lb of dried up wiry alcoholic. No contest.

[burn_baby_burn]

This has been a non issue since I was 19. He is 5'7" about 150lbs. I am 6'0" and 215lbs of muscle, steel, and sex appeal.

[burn_baby_burn]

Originally Posted by zukes

Now, he's about 150lb of dried up wiry alcoholic.

Are you my brother?

[Ozy_Flame]

I could probably take my old man down if I really wanted to, but I have too much respect for him to do that. Besides, he always taught my brother and I to outwit people, and confuse the $*&! out of anyone wanting to pick a fight by talking about random crap like cats and communism, blowing kisses, and dancing around like a fairy.

[pope04]

Originally Posted by Ozy_Flame

Besides, he always taught my brother and I to outwit people, and confuse the $*&! out of anyone wanting to pick a fight by talking about random crap like cats and communism, blowing kisses, and dancing around like a fairy.

Any chance you could put something up on youtube?

[return to the red]

Originally Posted by habernac

LOL. Ever heard of indian leg wrestling? You lay down on the ground, head to feet. You hook up your legs and try to pull the other person over. Kind of like arm wrestling with legs. My Dad's two cousins a few years back were teasing him, calling him "pencil pusher" all this other crap. One was a longshoreman, the other a tree faller, two very physical guys. Dad was tossing them across the room with no effort whatsoever. I wish I had that on tape.

reminds me of the night before my wedding

My wife is about 5'6 and weighs in at a whooping 115 lb's one of her bridesmaides however, is about 5'10 and easily 240, plays rugby on a regular basis and takes on guys in armwrestling at the bar for drinks. Anyhow for fun I thought I would Indian leg wrestle her.

I barely locked legs when she rolled my over once. You think a guy would accept defeat and walk away but nope...REMATCH! this time she rolled me over twice! ahhhh good times

[Ozy_Flame]

Originally Posted by pope04

Any chance you could put something up on youtube?

No sorry. Best I got is me making out with the Bart Simpson cow on Stephen Avenue as part of a dare, and even then I'm not sure that one is posted....(whew!)

Still, it did scare away potential panhandlers and crazies that frequent the area, wanting to get a few bucks off of me =)