5 or so years ago I was talking to an Australian girl on a beach in Thailand. Two moron Aussie men walked up and started acting aggressively. Within 3 seconds, one of them pushed me. And this is when I had to throw the girl to the ground. THREAD.
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The woman started screaming “NO NO DAVID DONT NO NO” And trying to split us up. She was hanging on my right arm. My PRIMARY weapon. 2 vs 1, with a female impeding my ability to fight. I footswept her and dropped her on hard sand.
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The exchange. From push, to my backstep, to footsweeping the female, to being fully combat capable was maybe a second. Probably less. When I faced the men, staring at the girl on the ground, enraged that I “hurt” this girl they knew - they were milliseconds from rushing me.
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And I smiled. Because I saw Tristan. Running. And the sucker punch he landed on the smaller of the men would hurt to even watch. 6ft 4. 110kilo Tristan. Smashed this guy in the side of the jaw. A running punch. A KILLSHOT. The guy could have died. It was absolutely brutal.
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Tristan has the second attacker by the collar of his vest but the vest ripped. He broke free and stepped back 3 meters. His friend is completely asleep. Out. Cold. The girl is looking at the hurt man on the floor screaming. “You killed him you killed him”
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I still haven’t moved. I was watching the show. Move why? The two of them against me wasn’t enough to win. Now Tristan’s sparked the first and the second is standing with tears in his eyes. The girl I stole. On the floor crying. Friend. Floor. Asleep.
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It was clear the remanining assailant had no appetite for violence. He was too shocked to even talk. T came out of NOWHERE. He hasn’t even worked out me and Tristan we’re brothers yet. I offered the girl a hand. “OMG HES DEAD OMG WTF OMG” Get up. I said.
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“You killed him and you hit me you hit me” I didn’t hit you. I explained. I freed my arm as fast as possible. “You hit me” screaming and crying. Huge crowd by now. Me and Tristan walked off. Leaving the mess and tears. It’s thailand. No one really cares. We changed island.
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We never heard about it again so I’m sure he didn’t die. Woke up and fucked off back to Australia. Anyway. I tell you this story for a reason. Negotiations with females are painful when you have endless time. When you have micro seconds. They’re lethal.
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