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The worst thing I've ever done is...
I once killed a fox with a tire iron. I had shot it with a rifle, and it was dying so I wanted to finish it off quick, and carried a tire iron for this purpose. But it didn't kill it immediately, or at least it went into spasms and stuff, so I hit it like seven times. That was pretty harsh. Sometimes I get scared because even though there's no reason to belive killing that fox gave me an erection, I can't remember if I had one or not. I mean I probably didn't, but you never know.
But the best thing I've ever done is...
One time some little gay guys in a bar were getting hassle off this huge football playing meathead - huge as in 6 foot 8 (I know 'cause he was in the papers a few months later because he raped some girl) - and I stepped in and told him to calm down and leave. I'm like 5 foot 6. He did calm down and leave, I think with hindsight because he recognised me as his friend's son, but I had no idea who he was at the time. But it worked, and I saved the day, and one of the gays tried to buy me a drink but I turned him down because a hero doesn't accept payment. |
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