"Hey, wanna fight"
"Here's where I'll be"
"That's not going to work for me"
You're a twat.
Alpha, huh? Wyatt Earp avatar, huh? How manly, you must be tough. Let's not spin and paraphrase. He's our exchange:
Sys: (email address provided) Drop me a line so we can test drive your characterization of me.
Alf: I’ll just tell you where we practice in north Tulsa. Hutcherson every Tu at 6pm.
Sys: Thank you for the offer. In lieu of a spectacle with someone getting arrested, jumped, or shot in n. Tulsa why not meet somewhere between us, like gentlemen, with some gear and a local mma guy to make sure nobody gets too fvcked up? There's a ring in Muskogee and I think one in Poteau. One of em' will open the place up to us one morning for a $50 bill.
Alf: Nope, you want some come and get it. I’ll be happy to defend myself.
Now, if you want the boards to be more gentlemanly, instead, I’m game. I’ll follow your lead.
I don’t have a problem with either approach.
Sys: Get on board man, you should want this if you have honor. I don't want you to have to defend yourself or modify your language. If you can back it up, fine. If you can't, fine. If you're a coward, fine.
I am challenging you as a point of honor to get in a ring like a gentleman and back up your bitch mouth. I'm assuming you have the physicality to back up your mouth, so this is a risky for me, too. Inviting someone to drive all the way to n tulsa to find some anonymous guy on a Tuesday in a basketball practice and pick a street fight is pretty impractical for the reasons stated above that you won't address. Nobody needs to get arrested or shot. I have professional licensure that can't be jeopardized with a street fight. Nobody prosecutes or sues over what happens between two consenting adults in a ring.
This is a very simple matter you either accept or do not. You run your mouth that I can't do a pushup, I'm a fag, I'm retarded, that's the easy part. I want you to meet and back up your mouthing like a gentleman.
Alf: Then this is a waste of time.
Sys: Is that it? Are you serious? A public basketball practice in front of kids?
Go apologize to your sons. Daddy's a coward.
Alf: You really aren’t very bright. I just told my sons that I was talking to a puss that I can rustle to the max. Enjoy your shitty life!
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There it is, the rest is trash talking. You have no honor, you don't count, so I'm done with your internet slap fights. Should you decide to work something out that doesn't include me stalking an anonymous guy to pick a street fight in front of kids at a YMCA basketball practice, getting arrested, dox'd, or jeopardizing my license, I'm open to reasonable accommodation. I only ask that it be you, me and a third. Or not a third, I'm flexible, but I think it's a good idea. Why, I suspect we might even be friends afterwards. One of my closest friendships in life started with a fight, it created a mutual respect that developed into a great friendship. Men are just wired that way. If you actually have the balls to meet and see it through for a few minutes in a ring, you never now where it leads. But you have to demonstrate character first, and for now I'm convinced you have none.
Signed, the weak, retarded, gay, fragile guy that exposed your macho internet persona as a fraud.
