Spa_King
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I've gotten in a few fights in my day. Always took my gran-daddy's advice. He said "Don't ever start a fight, but be damn sure to finish one". Took that to heart any time someone wanted to come to fisticuffs. I remember in '06 i was working with a man irishman on the railroad. Fightin' mad Donovan they called him. Red hair and stood as big as a horse. I tell you he was about as wide as he was tall. We were drinking one night and in the bathroom urinal I started to laugh hysterically. Fightin Mad asked me what was so funny. I told him for a man his size, "the good Lord skipped in one department!" I woke up in the medical tent the next morning with quite a shiner. That's one fight I did lose and didn't have the chance to retaliate. But we made up the following day and we were good friends ever since. He went on and married a circus midget and they had 12 fine children.