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Originally Posted by fourftofury
It was a nickname that was given to me. I was at a show with a bunch of friends once, and there was this really drunk guy moshing by himself and he kept bumping into me. After about 10 minutes, he bumped into me really hard and I spilled my drink all over him and myself. I was pissed, got in his face and started pushing him and yelling at him, and he backed off. Granted, this guy was over 6ft and was packing some hefty weight. I was so annoyed with this guy, I didn't give a shit if he was twice my size. I'll step to anyone, I don't care. Anyways...
When we left the show, one of the guys I was with was wasted, and kept calling me Four Feet of Fury...even though I'm 5'1. It stuck after that. I was even given a hat for my 21st birthday that has "FFF" on the front, and "Four Feet Of Fury" on the back.
And there you have it!
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Very soulful tale, Kim. I´ve looked at some of your posts, recent and past and really like them. You sure know how to defend yourself and express your anger. Your creative cycle is admirable.
I´d like to know, though, how destructive can you be?