Wife beating
Not me, a mate:
Went out on the lash in Liverpool with my mate, Big Fat Kev, a couple of years back. After merely a few ales, we decided to go our separate ways as we had work the next day and it was fast approaching daybreak.

As Big Fat Kev is weebling his way home, he spots a scally bloke kicking the living shite our of some bird. Like giving her a proper shoeing.

Big Fat Kev, being the chivalrous sort, decides to intervene and ploitely asks the guy to stop twatting this woman, shouting "Fuckin stop it, yer'll fucking kill 'er, ye fucking knobhead!" and grabs the bloke.

Bloke sticks the head on Big Fat Kev and a small altercation ensues, which quickly results in Big Fat Kev holding the bloke with one hand and punching him in his semi-concious head repeatedly with the other hand.

Half way through this bout of street justice, Big Fat Kev hears from behind him "Gerroff me fella, y'cunt!" and turns in time to receive a half brick in the face from the previously rolling around the floor being kicked woman.

As he sat in the gutter, holding his freshly broken cheek, Big Fat Kev observed the battered bird half carrying her semi-concious attacker away, shouting "don't y'fuckin come near me fuckin husband again, or I'll fucking kill yeh"

Scouse birds, eh?
(ScousersPet, Thu 14 Feb 2008, 13:18, 5 replies)

Wow.
Had something very similar. A friend and I were walking home, and saw a guy heaving in to a girl.

No room for that kind of thing, so we walked over. My friend pulled her away, and I dragged him from her.

Next thing I know, I've been chinned. By her. The first time in my life I'd been hit in anger, and it was by a woman. For helping her.

*Wonders what's up with that*

Anyway, have a click for your mate being a decent sort.
( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Thu 14 Feb 2008, 13:54, closed)

Scouse birds
Why do Sumo wrestlers shave their legs?


So they don't get mistaken for scouse birds!
(Captain Placid 24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn, Thu 14 Feb 2008, 14:10, closed)

A mate?
I've heard this story a few times. Does have a whiff of Urban Legend about it...

... although coming from Liverpool, I can see that its not beyond all possibility that you're telling the truth.

*Gives benefit of the doubt but no clicky*
(ComplexStuff Was confused by life on, Thu 14 Feb 2008, 15:26, closed)

The reason you've heard this story before.
Is because it happens all the time. If you intervene in some bird getting a kicking from her boyfriend/husband she'll turn on you a good 50% of the time. It's just one of those little quirks.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Fri 15 Feb 2008, 5:05, closed)

Complex Stuff
the reason this sopunds familiar is that it's almost par for the course wherever pikey/chav/council/common thick scumbag types are found after an evenings drinking.
a particular favourite around the paul calf type establishments around manchester.
(tjn whizzing on the electric fence of life, Sun 17 Feb 2008, 11:06, closed)