

Oh no fights are fun. Tis the curse of my kin, seriously damned near every man on the German side of my family treats fights like a fun time waster. Not saying it’s not instability just that my verbosity is perpetual regardless of my mood or actions, well unless I am physically exhausted then I communicate with a handful of words like a caveman.
Also just cause I’m somewhat calm going into a fight doesn’t mean that the person I hurled insults at is.
I resent this statement, but I guess my insanity is tempered by my utilitarianism. Can’t commit hate crimes against Mormons and Seventh Day Adventist right now due to their political influence. But one day I will feed their profligate priests to the Joshua trees.