Just for your personal information, illiterate cracker, I was a successful amateur and professional boxer and also a military veteran, although the latter, frankly, was the much lesser accomplishment physically..
I say this knowing that we'll never meet and will thus never fight. Too bad.
What you don't seem to understand, however, is that at seventy-four years of age, it would still take me about 20 seconds to have you on life support in intensive care.
That's if I chose not to kill you.
I write this knowing that you won't believe it, but it does present another opportunity to illustrate what a turd eating crawling maggot you are.
I've pushed your kind out of the way to get to a real fight countless times over a long life.
The thought of an inbred cracker with four teeth, regardless of age or size, confronting me only reduces that tooth count to zero.
You don't have to believe it. We're just wasting time and bandwidth on the internet, after all.
Anybody who knew both of us would take that as certainty, however.
I don't even have to see you to know that.
I've been around more than long enough to recognize these things.