I dont ever fist fight with one exception: posers pretending to be military. I was walking out of a bar and was fucking with a guy, then he said to me, "I spent two tours in Iraq, but I guess you're more american than I am." I shouted back, "watch who the fuck you're talking to, I was in arghandab fucking river valley" too drunk to realise that a real vet would never say something that fucked up, and would probably be able to pick me out as a vet anyways. I smoked a cigarette, calmed down, and walked over. Soon as I asked him what unit he was with, he admitted he was bullshitting. I saw red, slammed him against the wall, and told him-in a not so kind fashion-what my experiences had been like, and that he was pissing on my fallen brothers' graves.
I don't regret it.