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I've only ever been in one actual fight. I was nine years old, and this girl who was, like, two or three years older than me kept picking on me and pushing me around. I went to my older cousin for advice, and she told me to just kick the girl's a** next time she did it.

The very next day, the girl pushed me into a tree, and I got so upset I started crying. The she called me some name I don't remember, and it pissed me off so bad.

I reached over, grabbed hair, then just swung her around and threw her to the ground. She hit her head (lightly) on a brick, and then I jumped on her. People had to pull me off of her. My cousin was so proud. (That's not a good thing, is it?)

I have to say, growing up surrounded by guys who love to wrestle has it's advantages.

A few years before that, I got suspended from school for threatening to kill this boy who kicked me and pushed me down. My mom took me to Chuck E. Cheese because I was upset and crying and saying, "I didn't mean it!"

Yeah...I guess I'm a little violent. I'm always punching people when they get on my nerves. Not hard, just with enough force to say, "Shut up!"