Stupidly ,normally .

I've been known to confront whole mobs of far bigger uglier more imposing people than i .

Anyone ever have those 2 voices in your head that command your actions in times of crisis/peril ? Its like you go on to Autopilot and the stupid less rational side of you takes over .

The Devil and the Saint i call them i remember once i had a works fleece on and somebody from a group of young ruffians said ' nice cardigan' before i knew it i was being kicked in the face by and punched by the other 2, all because i couldnt just ''leave it''

Some people just think I'm a stupid cunt .

As for my Bird , she's blonde with huge tits and asmall waist and i just have to remember that i was not so gentlemanly the 1st time we met !!

If they're smaller and weaker than me then they get a fucking leathering .