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Of course.
Though my favorite punch in the face story is when I was about 14. Me and my brother were arguing in the living room. My father was just watching it unfold. My brother acted like he was gunna take a swing. I pushed him and said try it and die. He turned some, swung back around and popped me directly in the nose. My lip tore open and my nose started gushing. Blood was streaming down my face. I got a wicked grin on my face and licked my blood. My father looked at my brother and said "run!".
He was lucky I had my breaks on in my chair. Lil bastard got to the bathroom before I could get to him. There he stayed for the rest of the night.
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