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Share your best stories - Times that you have totally flipped out

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Hi everyone, this is going to be a thread where everyone's going to share their stories about times that they have gotten so mad at someone or something.

It can be anything, I don't know what makes you guys flip, so now's the time to share your flip-out stories!

I'll start with mine.

Ok, a long while ago, I was having such an awesome day. I was walking home with my totally awesome friends, and it was a different route than I usually take, so I got home a little late, about 20 minutes late, that's not so bad.

Yeah, so for some reason, I decided to be honest with my mom and tell her where I went (not anywhere bad at all), and I really don't know why I did this, because she didn't even recognize that I had come home late.

After I tell her this, she totally starts yelling at me just because I walked this way, and she could've just done this for 5 minutes, but she kept it up for an hour.

I tried explaining to her that I didn't come home THAT late, and that walking a different route isn't so bad, but she wouldn't listen at all to my side of the argument, and then that's when I just totally flipped. I told my mom to just piss off, and that was the first time I'd ever sworn at my mom before, heh, whatever, she just kept on yelling after, even when I told her to stop yelling before I cussed. I couldn't believe I actually said that to my mom though, since I'm usually a good guy. :P

Heh, geez, and I had to go to my church's jr. high youth group to help lead it right after that. Incredibly un-fun.

Yeah, so that's my flip-out story. It's probably not as good as everyone elses since I'm really not someone who gets angry too often, but heh, it's something!

Alright, so smogoners, what're some of your best flip-out stories?
 
I believe some people do that on an every day basis. I don't really flip-out a lot only sometimes on my sister cause she's annoying.
 
Among the worse was the a day after I had gotten in trouble for my punctuality at work. I just so happened to sleep in that day so I figured I'd take a "shortcut" to work. I was relatively new to the neighbourhood at the time and I ended up getting completely lost, so I decided instead of showing up late I'd call in to work and say I got injured riding my skateboard there. I made up some BS story about how I "fell" on my hand, and when my mom asked how I'd pull it off, I don't know why but I thought it would be a good idea to just punch the shit out of a brick wall so my hand looked pretty smashed up.

haha that was pretty stupid because I had obviously just punched something, regardless my manager wasn't really in a position to just call me out on that the next day.
 
i just LOVE bologo threads they are so awesome lol

really though i dont think ive ever lost my cool in my life. im one of the most chill guys possible.
 
The Duckster said:
Among the worse was the a day after I had gotten in trouble for my punctuality at work. I just so happened to sleep in that day so I figured I'd take a "shortcut" to work. I was relatively new to the neighbourhood at the time and I ended up getting completely lost, so I decided instead of showing up late I'd call in to work and say I got injured riding my skateboard there. I made up some BS story about how I "fell" on my hand, and when my mom asked how I'd pull it off, I don't know why but I thought it would be a good idea to just punch the shit out of a brick wall so my hand looked pretty smashed up.

haha that was pretty stupid because I had obviously just punched something, regardless my manager wasn't really in a position to just call me out on that the next day.
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Hahaha, falling on your hand would suddenly make your hand bleed like a fountain? :P

I'm surprised you even knew any shortcuts if you were new to the neighbourhood.

Heh, c'mon Jackal, I'm sure SOMEONE's pushed you over the line. Didn't you ever get bullied in elementary school, only to go totally batshit over the bully and whoop their ass and get sent to the office as a result?

I did that once. It felt damn good. Don't push nerdy skinny kids too far, they WILL retaliate!
 
After a while of thinking, I've finally remembered times where I genuinely "flipped-out"...but they're relatively tame.

When I was in second grade, I remember there was this really mean girl named Michelle. I don't know why she disliked me so much, but after I realized that she didn't want any of her friends to befriend me and she wasn't going to change her attitude anytime soon, I reciprocated her enmity. So anyway, as we were going inside from recess I think she said something mean to me...and I lost it. I punched and shoved and kicked, she punched and shoved and kicked back, although I could say that I had the upper-hand for most of the fight. Amazingly, I didn't get in trouble. Y'know, the "she started it" thing.

The second time I flipped was when these seniors started trying to bully my friends and I from our lunch table--we were sophmores--and they were just being real pricks for no reason. Finally we got up when the bell rang, but when we left I made sure to kick the meanest guy in the group as hard as I could in the shins. The best part is that they mistook me for a freshman and I NEVER got in trouble for it. Ever. My friends are extremely proud of me to this day, and one of them even has the article of where the event was mentioned on his wall. Gahaha.

Other than that, I don't really get angry easily. When I was younger I was much more easily irritated and even abusive toward my friends, but now I'm really relaxed and don't resort to physical aggression to get my point across anymore.
 
Besides hitting a kid and telling him to shut up, getting me sent to the principal's office in kindergarten, I've never really lost it. Usually I'm pretty calm, and if I do get mad, I can restrain myself pretty easily.
 
I was playing dominoes with a few friends at lunch, and was losing very badly. One of my friends just had to comment on my losing streak, and so I threw the dominoe box at his face. He still has the scar, right below his left eye. Fool learned his place.
 
At a baseball game in 6th grade i was batting against this kid who was fricken huge and had a mustache already and he threw the ball really hard and it hit me in the head and i charged the mound lmao. The great thing is after we exchanged punches we both got thrown out and we ended up winning.
 
When I was a kid I had an Explosive temper the likes of which most people do not see often.

Anyways the only one that comes to mind is when me and this other kid who lives on my lake were hanging out down on his shore. Let me start of by saying this kid is a real fucking dick and knows how to piss me off, although on this particular day it didn't go in his favor. Anyways I don't remember how but we get in a position where he threw my socks into the lake and something else of mine that doesn't float in the lake, and the lake is by no means shallow not like I could swim down and get the items.

I was around 10 when this happened so I started chasing him cursing like a madman and we ended up near the driveway. With strength that I didn't know I had I lifted up a bike ramp(pretty big) and threw it at him, and he wasn't to close to me. it barely hit him, but it got the point across... don't fuck with me.

So yeah that is one of them

another one I just got really angry and punched a wall and hit a beam, hurt like a bitch. I ended up in the hospital, lol I remember trying to play my ds with the broken hand in the emergency room, got some weird stares.
 
I'll keep it short, but in high school there was this jerk always bothering me, and insulting everything i was into. It went to the point i just took some bricks from a construction site next to my house and went to his house while they were on vacation and i throw them at the windows, all the front windows.

I remember i was really mad that day, and i often get angry when things are not like i want, but that was the worst of the things i did when angry and of course now that i look back i'm not proud of myself. I can solve problems in better ways now.
 
the only time i have completely lost it in my life was when i was at a fair with my sister. some idiot who was probably drunk started shouting vulgar questions at my sister, who is only 16 btw, and just wouldn't stop. i calmly told the man to leave us alone or i would make him. he replied by telling me not to interfere with his "mojo" and told me i could have her after he was done, and that it would only take a couple of minutes. after hearing this i was incredibly pissed but i held my cool for a couple minutes longer trying to convince the guy to just leave us alone. after about 5 minutes he decided that he'd heard enough and pushed me away to make a lunge at my sister's wrist. this is when i fucking lost it, and to this day i have never been filled with such blinding rage. i punched the guy in the face so hard that i broke my second and third metacarpal bones and my proximal phalanges on my pointer finger (i didn't realize this until after the fight). unfortunately he was so drunk that this didn't knock him out and a rather brutal fight broke out and lasted for a whole 3 minutes until the police broke us up. at the end of it all i managed to get away with just the broken bones in my hand while the man left with a fractured wrist and jaw, broken nose, cheekbone and three fingers, and a severely swollen right eye. we both got to ride in a cruiser back to the station, my sister got to ride in the front and play with the lights lol. we both had to give our account of what happened, i explained it exactly as i did to you guys and my sister's story was pretty much the same as mine if less graphic, and the police had managed to find a couple of eye witnesses to tell what they saw. i basically got off with a warning from the judge (he decided to try and press charges) while the man has to serve some sentence in prison and will be branded a sexual predator for the rest of his life.

i'm not really an angry person at all though, it takes a lot to make me lose my cool.
 
Jesus, paragraphs please vespa.

Anyway one time back when i was like 12 this girl who i really hated hit me for no reason. Normally i wouldn't have payed this much attention but on that day i wasn't feeling too good. I then proceeded to grab her and throw her into a wall.
To this day there is still a dent in that wall.
 
Well, when I was younger I would get pissed a lot (almost always at my brother) but recentely I seem to a lot calmer. I guess the most recent time I did anything rash was when I beat the shit out of some kid last year. He deserved it entirely. Although two summers ago I got beat up pretty badly by one of my friends so I really shouldn't be talking or anything >_> (that time I deserved it as well)
 
Once I was playing a game of soccer with my friends, and a group of douches from the year above started to play in the same spot, totally obstructing our game.

After a few tries of telling them to go away, once even kicking their ball away, the ringleader of their group loses it and throws his soccerball into the back of my head. I get the soccerball, throw it at his head from front on (not cowardly like he did), missed him cause he ducked, then grabbed him and slammed him into a nearby wall.

I would've punched him, but he crouched down, so I gave him a few knees to the stomach.

A teacher broke it up soon enough, and I remember still feeling so angry because I felt like I hadn't belted him enough.
 
Well this one time (for a reason I can't really remember) I put my brother through a wall in our house. He was literally in a hole in the wall. Good times.
 
There's been a couple of times I've really flipped. Once I was on a ski trip and there was this guy who had been ripping on me and my friends for about a week. He started throwing snowballs at me and my friends, and an ice chunk hit me in the eye. I ran at him and punched him in the face, which turned into a crazy brawl. People on the chairlift even said they thought I was crazy. My snowboard instructor had to break us up.
Another time I was in a lunch line and a kid behind me made a 9/11 joke. I'm from New York and lived there then, and that's the number one thing that will set me off. I turned around and headbutted him in the face. No teachers were around, so I got away with it. He doesn't make those jokes anymore.
 
Yesterday I stayed at my families house, and in the morning my step-dad tried to standover, while I was making breakfast, so I threw a bottle of milk all over him. 7.30 in the morning. He was telling me never to come back around again, and I told him don't tell me I can't see my family since you are the motherfucker who came last.

I "flip out" alot.
 
The only time I have really worked up a temper was when I smashed my brothers head off the computer monitor. I was in a bad mood so I thought I'd play on Call of Duty for a bit to take my mind off it. Unfortunatly, he came along and started insulting my obvious lack of skills. I just flipped, grabbed him and whacked his head on the monitor. He ended up in hospital and i was in deep shit. I'm not proud of it.
 
Back in the sixth grade, in that part of baseball season that resides during school months, I was at my brother's game. He plays at the place with lots of fields and a playground, and I was on the playground. And then there were these three bitches. Two about my age, one around 13 or so that was babysitting them.

God they pissed me off. Can't remember what they did, but I remember feinting a punch and letting them hit me first so I could rightfully say they started it. A couple of kicks, some screaming, I ran off into the little space between the woods and the fence. One of the ones my age turned her back on me, so I came running and knocked her down with a jump kick. I flipped the other one and stepped on her neck, and the babysitter was yelling at me but I think she was scared or something. I threw a giant stick at her. They ran off like pussies.

Then the mother of one of the girls, fat redhead bitch, started yelling at me. I had run off to my parents who were watching the game. I was crying and everything, I get really pumped and frantic when I get into a fight. My mom and the bitch yelled at each other and the girls just watched. A couple of days later, we saw them again and the fat mom told her girl to get off the playground while I was there. I tried to calmly explain to her that if her daughter stopped being a bitch then she had nothing to fear from me, but she didn't believe me. I see her sometimes and I'm not sure she recognizes me or my mom. But whenever my brother or I sees a fat redhead woman, we make jokes about her.

There was also the time in the same place where this guy stole my glasses. I got them back by beating the shit out of him. His mom got mad at me I was like 'wtf he almost broke my glasses bitch'.

I don't go to that place much anymore. Baseball bores me.
 
I smacked some 8 year olds round the face with various implements until they were all bloodied and screaming when I found them kicking the shit out of my 3 year old [at the time] brother. I was 14.
 
vengeful vespa :o

yeah i can't actually remember the last time i was really angry enough to act out


although one time in grade 2 i punched a girl in the face and broke her glasses because she wouldnt let go of me.
 
My turn! My turn!

Ok, have you ever felt a freshly shaved head? It's like velvet, but shorter and spiker, yet fluffier.

Now, when I was in middle school, I shaved my head. (In fact, I still do.) And everybody was allatime touching and stroking my head, slapping it for good luck, you know the deal.

Anyway, there was this one little punk which would always just punch me in the back of the head and laugh and say some dumb shit about me being a "bald old man", and laugh (while no-one else did), and then just do it again and again and again.

Now, I was about 6 foot 3, while this little punk with the stupid emo fringe was about 4 foot 11. And he was a weed, while I was relatively muscly.

Now, about the third week of this, right before school, he did it again.

Anyway, he brands me in the back of the head and says "skinheadsayswhat?!" And fucking cracks up. By himself.

So, I picked him up by the front of his shirt and just gave him my best kholdstare for almost 30 seconds. And I shake my head. And I said, "do you know how much it hurts to get the back of your neck stomped into the curb? It's what skin head do." I started to drag him over to the curb, and line him up. Biting the curb. My doc-martin on the back of his neck.

And I left. I swear to god he was crying.

I felt awful. I could have just done the hounerable thing and punched him in the back of the head real hard.

Oh well.

I'm a practising buddhist and have since apologised, and we are cool.

Moral, don't mess with skinheads.
 
Jackal said:
really though i dont think ive ever lost my cool in my life. im one of the most chill guys possible.
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Ditto, I can't remember the last time I was genuinely mad. Even in gradeschool the shit I had to deal with was ridiculous but I never got past the point of vengeful brooding.

I guess I'm not really a retaliatory guy.
 
I don't flip out. At least I don't hit people or nothing. I used to yell a lot but now I keep cool almost always. A friend of mine used to completely trip out all the time, though. Got pissed off in 6th grade once and busted a door just by punching it. And he's fucking ripped, even then.
 
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