33. What exactly did you say to the fellow in Prague that wanted to fight you to make him go away?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
These days I HATE fighting with a passion, but if I have to, I ain't taking no backward step.
But ONLY if I REALLY have to.
Being the type of guy I am, I attract idiots and associated trouble like a powerful electo-magnet.
In MOST places, by midnight, I will have a queue of dickheads lined up for their shot at some imaginery title - with me as the titleholder.
In psychological terms, these guys are usually sad and bitter, and they want to feel as bad on the outside as they already do on the inside, so they seek guys like me out to serve that purpose.
Over the years, I have developed numerous strategies and techniques to avoid having to put someone in their place, so to speak.
"Mr Prague 2005" was particularly insistent.
He REALLY wanted me to tear him a new asshole.
Talking did not work, reasoning did not work, veiled threats just made him more keen to meet his maker.
So a leant over really close to him and said ......
Mate, have a look a this head. What do I have to lose?
It worked.
Usually does.
Because it is not a bluff.
