Twice first one I won
The last one was a fair dig meaning we give both as good as what we got

Not since I found God.

Not since I was 9.

Not since middle school.
Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, hey asshole, hey cunt

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I read that to the tune of My Way by Sinatra!
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Yes, a few
They did
Too long stories to tell
Extremely well
Absolutely.
Brawling is an unexpected hidden talent with me.

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leave you stupid bitch
….out of darkness, out of mind, cast down into the Halls of the Blind!

A ton. Got in one last weekend outside a bar. He’s dead.

that dude in ur bedroom story is still cracking me up. it must have been a very traumatic experience for u.

In high school, the school bully threw some trash at me. I threw it back. He got in my face during lunch, told him to throw a punch which he did, and I hit him back. It was broken up after a minute of us fighting in front of everyone.
In college, some skinny drug-powered white kid broke into my then-girlfriend’s apartment and watched us sleeping for a few minutes. I got up and fought him briefly, then let him run off to get caught by the police.
Stop.

see for yourself
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What a really swell guy [= turd]. Ever wonder what happened to him?

No, regular army. Yeah he was a real ****head. Verbally abusive to his wife and cheated on her too.
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He sounds psycho. What branch of service? I'm guessing Marines?

Funny you should say that. I had a PT test the next day and the bastard struck me right in the ankle. Hurt to run on but still passed.
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Sounds like you had an endurance test, and passed. Must have been tough.

During advanced infantry training. The other guy attacked me, striking me with a broomstick. I back him up against a wall but he ducked under my arms, grabbed me around the middle and body slammed me. It bounced my head off the tile but that just made me angry and released a ****load of adrenaline. We wrestled and I ended up on top. He was pinned & I was in a position to literally kill the guy or beat him into a coma. I chose not to. Then when asked by the sergeant if I wanted to pursue an article 15 again I said no as long as the guy agree to leave me alone. If I had known we would end up at the same duty station, same platoon, same squad and how much grief he would cause later I would have ended him right there.
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Yes, whenever I write pompous stuff on here I punch myself in the face.
Get vaccinated or die!

If another man "provoked" you, you'd be paralysed with fear, looking around for somebody else to take care of the problem for you. That's your nature. You're a lefty.
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I've secretly wanted to be provoked to see what I would do. To rough up an arsehole might be kind of satisfying, but I wear glasses and pleasant demeanor. Very disarming.

MAGA! FAFO! Schrodinger's Cat walks into a bar, and doesn't. Dumbocraps: evil people who celebrate murder.

Precipitate doesn't mean exactly what you think it means, by the way. Many of the fights I've had weren't "precipitated" by anybody. They may have been planned, or been on the cards for days or weeks, just waiting for the two of us to cross paths.
Sometimes they were started by others, sometimes by me. Sometimes over serious issues, sometimes over trivia.
I think the west would be a far better place to live if the population didn't break out into hysterics every time one man hits another. The stress and tension built up in men of our times must be overwhelming for some of them. It has to be released somehow. A good fight often clears the air.
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