[CaptainCrunch]

My dad is 5 foot 8 150 pounds, I'm 6 foot 245.

My dad was raised in the streets in Northern Sask by a father who was absent most of the time because he enjoyed drinking, and his mother didn't care about her sons. So my dad lived hand to hand and fought for everything. He's full of some nasty tricks, and all about the mean ness.

I was raised in a nice middle class home, I had to fight in high school against other nice white bread middle class kids, but I did pick up some skills on the way.

When I was 18 and much bigger he choked me out during a friendly tiff. That same year we both lost our temper and had an actual drag em out brawl in the back yard. I hit him with a shovel and he tossed me through a fence, we both ended up laughing about it while we were getting stitched up.

Could I beat my dad up? Probably, but I don't want to take the chance, he fights for real and for keeps. Plus he's nearly 80, and dosen't drink anymore so that whole mean ness advantage is gone.