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What was your funniest story while training with others, or solo with your instructor?

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The best victory is when the opponent surrenders

of its own accord before there are any actual

hostilities...It is best to win without fighting.

- Sun-tzu

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A long time ago when I was around ten years old, a very funny but embarrassing thing happened. My self and 10 others were standing in rows ready to start. As soon as we started doing jumping-jacks I had a fart attack and kept farting loudly with each count.

The sensei and a few others had laughing fit requiring them to sit down and relax to try to stop laughing. From that time there was always one of the kids who made fart noises instead of counting when their turn came. It was a good 6 weeks before hilarity died down, but that's what I was known and remembered for long afterwards.

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When I was 9 or so I was taking BJJ classes. These were held in the massive gym (one full basketball court plus room for another court set perpendicular to the first). Before our classes began each time we would be entering just as the smaller kids were leaving their activity groups. They were aged 5-9 so they were very small. Boys would be on side of the gym and the girls on the other. We trained on the farther side of the gym, leaving the basketball court closest to the doors available for anyone who wanted to play pick-up games.

So this one night, immediately after our warm up, two dozen kids aged 5 to 9 came screaming back into the gym! They were wearing black t-shirts wrapped around their heads like ninjas and were all sporting cardboard swords and spears! You can imagine how long it took two dozen 5-9 year-olds to run across the entire distance of a regulation basketball court. This gave us time.

Half the class ran around screaming and ran from the ninjas while the rest of us put up a valiant fight. But to no avail, those whipper-snappers were too strong. We were massacred. The instructor himself was ganged up on by at least eight of the little tyrants and the last I saw of him before they got him to the floor was an outstretched hand like you'd see in the movies.

Great night!

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The best victory is when the opponent surrenders

of its own accord before there are any actual

hostilities...It is best to win without fighting.

- Sun-tzu

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A long time ago when I was around ten years old, a very funny but embarrassing thing happened. My self and 10 others were standing in rows ready to start. As soon as we started doing jumping-jacks I had a fart attack and kept farting loudly with each count.

The first time we did somersaults in class that happened when I landed on my back. Woof! This big gust of fart landed just after I did.

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The best victory is when the opponent surrenders

of its own accord before there are any actual

hostilities...It is best to win without fighting.

- Sun-tzu

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Probably when my pants tore in the middle of my bjj class so i had to buy a new gi to replace them.

That actually happened to me at work once. I was a cashier at a fast-food restaurant. It was lunch rush and everyone saw.

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The best victory is when the opponent surrenders

of its own accord before there are any actual

hostilities...It is best to win without fighting.

- Sun-tzu

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I was a 19 year old 2nd Dan sparring with a white belt (his first time) in a crowded room of others also sparring with their partners. Next thing I know, I'm on the floor from a kick that my partner did not throw. I picked myself up, and saw I had a cut underneath my lip & was bleeding pretty good. Turns out, two guys next to me were sparring. One guy threw a kick, the other slipped it & it hit me. I needed 3 stitches to close up the cut.

Here's the funny part. Neither guy owned up to throwing the kick. They were adults in their late 30's & high gup rank. One was a lawyer. :D Both apologized to me, tho. I trained with both for years after (and am still in contact with one of them nearly 30 years later) but neither admitted throwing the kick.

Being a good fighter is One thing. Being a good person is Everything. Kevin "Superkick" McClinton

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There are so many funny moments it's hard to pick just one....but.... :brow:

I had a adult student once that had an issue with his jaw. It popped loudly when he talked and was the source of jokes in class. We were sparring one day wearing full contact bogu gear (Okinawan sparring gear) and I had a wide open shot (punch) at his head that rocked him backwards into the wall, then down to the floor.

He seemed stunned so we stopped and hastily took off his helmet. From that point on his jaw NEVER POPPED AGAIN! I kept telling him I'd send a bill for jaw repair some day...lol

If you don't want to stand behind our troops, please..feel free to stand in front of them.


Student since January 1975---4th Dan, retired due to non-martial arts related injuries.

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Being asked at about 5th Kyu to demonstrate a spinning hook kick against a pad in front of the class....

In my enthusiasm i span too fast and too high pulled my own leg from under me and landed flat on my face. bad times.

That which does not kill us, must have missed us.

- Miowara Tomoka

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Mine was during my Shodan test. I was defending against 4 attackers, and I had 2 left to defeat. My legs were jello as we were at the end of a 4 hr test, so when I threw my roundhouse kick, I kicked higher than my body allowed me to, and I fell on my back. Of course, I blamed it on the "wet spot" on the floor (that didn't exist).

The other was when I was a teenager, my Sensei was demonstrating a takedown of his constant "example", poor old Sam. When he took him down, he did a kick to his stomach (and pushed into the stomach instead of kicking him), and poor old Sam let out a loud fart. As a 14 year old, the giggles hit me and never went away every time I saw poor old Sam!

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